The next morning, Sourav woke up early. He completed his daily routine, dressed
formally,and saved the address on his phone before stepping outside.
He searched for hours. He asked people. He checked maps repeatedly.No one had
heard of Gabriel Company.
Just when he was about to give up, he noticed something strange.Among the dusty
and crowded streets, there was one road that looked completely diferent.It was
unusually clean, almost unnaturally white and gray.
There was no noise. No trafic. No people.
At the end of the road stood a building. Simple. Silent. No signboard. No logo.
He entered.
At the reception desk sat a woman who looked at him as if she had been expecting
him.
"Your name?" she asked calmly.
"Sourav,
" he replied.
She smiled slightly.
"Congratulations. Welcome to Gabriel Company.
"
A cold sensation ran down his spine.
3Sourav was slowly losing control under the pressure of work. Tasks were piling
up,deadlines were slipping, and unfinished files surrounded him. He felt trapped, as
ifthe weight of responsibility was crushing his mind. Confusion clouded his
thoughts.Nothing made sense anymore. He was losing himself.
Then, in a very soft anddistant tone, someone whispered,
"Sourav...
"
He froze.
The door in front of himbegan to open automatically. The room was silent, except for
the faint ticking of theclock. It was 3:00 AM. Tension gripped him tightly. His
heartbeat grew louder withevery step. When he finally reached the door, he saw...
TO BE CONTINUED