Beyond The Grave The Detective Yuvaan Chronicles - Echoes of a Forgotten Voice

Yuvaan was breathing like fire — each gasp flaring up like a restless storm. In the darkness of the tunnel, only the echo of his footsteps remained… and the faint blue glow of the ancient device.

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Beep… beep…

A signal blinked on the device’s screen.

Something inside the chip was reacting — a signal, old data… or maybe… a memory?

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He picked up the device. A holographic projection appeared on the screen.

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A girl.

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There was recognition in her eyes… but the face — unfamiliar.

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>“You forgot me, didn’t you, Yuvaan?”

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Her words held no force, just a tired sadness.

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“But I never forgot you…”

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Yuvaan’s mind stumbled.

Who is this girl? Why don’t I know her?

And why does she know me… like this?

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A lightwave from the device triggered the chip.

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Suddenly, another memory surfaced — a fractured one.

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A glimpse of a small lab.

A man in a white coat. His name on the board: Mr. Vaidya.

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| “Subject Y.M. revived. Chip integrated successfully.

But there’s something inside him… something different.”

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Scene shift —

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After a flash of white light, Yuvaan was in another memory.

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He lay on a concrete floor, blood pooling near his head.

Three silhouettes leaned over him.

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One said, “Knowing this much became dangerous for him.”

The second pulled the chip from his eye.

The third one whispered, coldly —

“This is not the end… this is the beginning.”

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And then… blackness.

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Back in the tunnel, Yuvaan stared at the screen.

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A name blinked in glowing text:

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“Project 7M - Vaidya Log 41A: Keyholder Activated.”

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His hand trembled.

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Vaidya… the chip… the girl…

Everything felt like part of a larger design.

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But who made the design?

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Just then, the chip pulsed again. But this time, something else was triggered.

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A map was scanned from the device — the coordinates pointed to the outskirts of Old Delhi.

An abandoned asylum.

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The same place where a “Black File” mission had once been conducted.

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Another flash —

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This time, Mr. Vaidya’s face was crystal clear.

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“If he ever comes back… send him to the asylum.

That’s where his truth lies.

And that’s where… his real face will awaken.”

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As Yuvaan reached the tunnel’s exit, he heard footsteps behind him.

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He slowly turned.

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A shadow — tall, silent.

With a calmness in its eyes… so deep, even death looked small before it.

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“Welcome back, Keyholder.”

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There was something in that voice — a strange vibration.

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Like a scream… hidden inside a forgotten identity.

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Yuvaan gripped the device tight.

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It was time to go to the asylum — to meet the truth.

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The one tied to his death…

to the chip inside him…

and to the girl he never knew…

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…But who never stopped remembering him.

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To be continued…

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Echoes of a Forgotten Voice

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