Kabir tried destroying the reel.
The film screamed.
Literally screamed.
Thousands of voices burst from the projector speakers at once.
The manor changed shape around them.
Hallways stretched impossibly long.
Doors opened into theatre seats filled with faceless people.
Every room became part of the movie set.
Then the worst discovery came.
Meera found hundreds of film canisters hidden underground.
Each labeled with names.
Every person who had ever watched the movie had become part of a sequel.
The entity wasn't killing audiences.
It was recording them forever.
Armaan finally understood why the town vanished from maps.
Blackridge no longer existed in reality.
It existed inside the film.
Everyone there had become characters.
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