Chương 3: Call From Sinister
the year 2023, Mumbai police stumbled upon a shocking discovery - the illegal weapons and armory of Kabir, the notorious emperor of Jammu and Kashmir. Fear gripped the hearts of every policeman as they realized the gravity of their find. They knew all too well the ruthlessness of Kabir and the consequences of crossing him.
**Officer 1:** (whispering) We've hit the jackpot, but this isn't good.
**Officer 2:** (nodding) Yeah, Kabir's not someone to mess with.
As they discussed the implications of their discovery, chaos erupted with the sudden explosion of two police cars and the collapse of the secret quarter's wall.
*[Explosions rock the area as debris flies through the air. Police officers dive for cover as the chaos unfolds.]*
**Officer 3:** (shouting) Mayday! We've got explosions in Sector 7! Send backup now!
Panic-stricken, the policemen grabbed their weapons and braced themselves for the impending threat.
**Officer 4:** (frantically) Lock and load, boys! We're under attack!
*[Gunfire erupts as Kabir's elite RGB forces storm the scene, their weapons blazing. The policemen return fire, but they're outnumbered and outgunned.]*
**RGB Commander:** (authoritative) Drop your weapons! You're no match for us. Surrender peacefully and we might let you live.
*[Bullets whiz past as the officers duck behind cover, desperately trying to fend off the attackers.]*
**Officer 5:** (trembling) We can't fight them... We need backup now!
Amidst the chaos, Kabir himself arrived in his sleek black Rolls Royce, flanked by two menacing helicopters and a formidable entourage of 95 RGB forces.
**Kabir:** (coldly) Gentlemen, it seems you've stumbled upon something that doesn't belong to you.
*[Kabir's presence sends a chill down the spines of the policemen, who know they're in serious trouble.]*
**Kabir:** (with authority) Stay put, and nobody gets hurt. Understood?
**Kabir:** (with a smirk) You may have found my little surprise, but you're way out of your league, boys.
*[Meanwhile, a child of one of the cops approaches Kabir timidly.]*
**Kabir:** (to the child) Hey, little one. Why don't you go grab some chocolates from that store over there?
*[The child nods eagerly and runs off to fetch the chocolates.]*
*[Later, when the child returns with the chocolates, he sees the helicopters and RGB forces leaving.]*
**Child:** (confused) What's happening?
*[The child rushes to the compound of the secret quarter, only to be met with a horrifying scene that chills him to the bone.]*
**Child:** (shocked) No... no, this can't be real...
*[Tears stream down the child's face as he witnesses the gruesome aftermath - 20 cops burning alive, 10 cops hanging lifelessly from the secret quarter, and the heads of 5 cops gruesomely severed from their bodies.]*
*[Overwhelmed by fear and despair, the child's screams of terror echo into the darkness as he collapses unconscious on the blood-soaked ground.
1st April 2040-TUESDAY
11:40 AM
LONDON, ENGLAND
Intelligence agent: Sir, you have gone very far in the story."
Andrew: How much!
Intelligence agent: "the Mumbai event, where Kabir mercilessly killed those 35 cops."
Andrew: One day in 2018 Malik receive a phone call.
It was Mr. D, the notorious don who had dismantles the countrys democracy and begun his ruthless dictatorship. Mr. D's command was clear: Malik have to manufacture 10,000 guns and armory for the colonization of Jammu and Kashmir.
*At Malik's Office*
**Mr. D:** Malik, it's time we discuss business.
**Malik:** What do you need, Mr. D?
**Mr. D:** I require your services for a special project.
**Malik:** I'm listening. What's the deal?
**Mr. D:** I need 10,000 guns and armory manufactured.
**Malik:** That's a hefty order. What's it for?
**Mr. D:** Let's just say it's for a strategic endeavor.
**Malik:** I understand. Consider it done.
**Mr. D:** Excellent. I knew I could count on you, Malik.
**Malik:** My loyalty lies with you, Mr. D.
**Mr. D:** Remember, discretion is key. No loose ends.
**Malik:** Understood. I'll handle it with utmost secrecy.
1st April 2040-Tuesday
4:40 PM
SRINAGAR KASHMIR,INDIA
CHILDREN (ASLAM):"How did Kabir's fate change?"
ELDER SEN:-
Meanwhile, in the dimly lit confines of Malik's home, a voice of reason emerged. It was Salma, Malik's wife, who dared to defy the darkness that threatened to consume them.
*At Malik's Home*
**Salma:** Malik, I overheard your conversation with Mr. D. Please, reconsider.
**Malik:** Salma, this is not your concern. Stay out of it.
**Salma:** But Malik, think about the consequences. We can't be a part of this.
**Malik:** I won't let you ruin this opportunity for us, Salma.
**Salma:** This isn't about opportunity, Malik. It's about doing what's right.
**Malik:** Enough, Salma. I won't hear any more of this.
**Salma:** Fine. I'll go to the police myself if I have to.
**Malik:** You wouldn't dare betray me like that, Salma.
**Salma:** If it means stopping you from making a grave mistake, I will.
**Malik:** You'll regret this, Salma.
**Salma:** I won't regret standing up for what's right, Malik.
1st April 2040-TUESDAY
11:41 AM
LONDON, ENGLAND
(Intelligence agent):"Did Malik not do anything?"
(ANDREW):-
Amidst the tension between husband and wife, darkness lurked in the form of Malik's loyal henchman, Bura, waiting to execute his master's bidding.
*At a Dark Alley*
**Bura:** Boss, you called?
**Malik:** Bura, I need you to take care of something for me.
**Bura:** Consider it done, boss. What's the job?
**Malik:** Salma. She's become a liability. I need her taken care of.
**Bura:** Understood, boss. What's the plan?
**Malik:** Make it look like an accident. We can't have any suspicion falling on us.
**Bura:** Got it, boss. She won't be a problem anymore.
---
As the wheels of darkness spun relentlessly, Salma embarked on a journey to seek justice, unaware of the peril that awaited her in the shadows.
*On the Streets*
Salma hailed an auto-rickshaw, determined to reach the police station and expose the truth. Little did she know, Malik's sinister plan was already set in motion.
*Bura's Truck Approaches*
**Salma:** To the police station, please.
**Bura:** (behind the wheel, sinister) Sorry, Salma. It's just business.
With a deafening crash, Bura's truck collided with Salma's auto-rickshaw, shattering her hopes of justice and sealing her fate in the darkness that enveloped her world.
1st April 2040-Tuesday
4:42PM
SRINAGAR KASHMIR,INDIA
(CHILDREN ASLAM): "Did Salma die?"
(ELDER SEN):"Until ALLAH permits, nothing can happen. Without His permission, not even a leaf stirs. So, how could Salma have died without His permission?"
( PART IV)
*DID SHE SURVIVE*?
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