An old, dilapidated house in the middle of a dark, thick forest. The house appears abandoned, with broken windows, a partially collapsed roof, and overgrown vines creeping up the walls. The sky is overcast, and the forest around the house is filled with eerie mist.

An old, dilapidated house in the middle of a dark, thick forest. The house appears abandoned, with broken windows, a partially collapsed roof, and overgrown vines creeping up the walls. The sky is overcast, and the forest around the house is filled with eerie mist.

An old, dilapidated house in the middle of a dark, thick forest. The house appears abandoned, with broken windows, a partially collapsed roof, and overgrown vines creeping up the walls. The sky is overcast, and the forest around the house is filled with eerie mist.

An old, dilapidated house in the middle of a dark, thick forest. The house appears abandoned, with broken windows, a partially collapsed roof, and overgrown vines creeping up the walls. The sky is overcast, and the forest around the house is filled with eerie mist.

A small, rural village surrounded by dense forests, with narrow dirt roads and traditional huts with thatched roofs. The atmosphere is misty, with thick trees casting long shadows, creating a sense of isolation and fear.

A small, rural village surrounded by dense forests, with narrow dirt roads and traditional huts with thatched roofs. The atmosphere is misty, with thick trees casting long shadows, creating a sense of isolation and fear.

A small, rural village surrounded by dense forests, with narrow dirt roads and traditional huts with thatched roofs. The atmosphere is misty, with thick trees casting long shadows, creating a sense of isolation and fear.

A small, rural village surrounded by dense forests, with narrow dirt roads and traditional huts with thatched roofs. The atmosphere is misty, with thick trees casting long shadows, creating a sense of isolation and fear.

The story ends with a view of the temple at night, its entrance still shrouded in darkness. The full moon casts an eerie glow over the temple, and the trees around sway in the wind. There’s a sense of ominous stillness, suggesting that Sarkate is still lurking, waiting for its next victim.

The story ends with a view of the temple at night, its entrance still shrouded in darkness. The full moon casts an eerie glow over the temple, and the trees around sway in the wind. There’s a sense of ominous stillness, suggesting that Sarkate is still lurking, waiting for its next victim.

The story ends with a view of the temple at night, its entrance still shrouded in darkness. The full moon casts an eerie glow over the temple, and the trees around sway in the wind. There’s a sense of ominous stillness, suggesting that Sarkate is still lurking, waiting for its next victim.

The story ends with a view of the temple at night, its entrance still shrouded in darkness. The full moon casts an eerie glow over the temple, and the trees around sway in the wind. There’s a sense of ominous stillness, suggesting that Sarkate is still lurking, waiting for its next victim.

The next morning, villagers find Mohan lying unconscious near the temple’s entrance, his clothes dirty and torn. Around him are signs of a struggle—broken branches, scattered leaves, and a blood-stained, headless torso lying nearby, holding a sword. The villagers look horrified, some whispering among themselves, their faces pale with fear.

The next morning, villagers find Mohan lying unconscious near the temple’s entrance, his clothes dirty and torn. Around him are signs of a struggle—broken branches, scattered leaves, and a blood-stained, headless torso lying nearby, holding a sword. The villagers look horrified, some whispering among themselves, their faces pale with fear.

The next morning, villagers find Mohan lying unconscious near the temple’s entrance, his clothes dirty and torn. Around him are signs of a struggle—broken branches, scattered leaves, and a blood-stained, headless torso lying nearby, holding a sword. The villagers look horrified, some whispering among themselves, their faces pale with fear.

The headless creature reappears closer to Mohan, its hand reaching out as if to grab him. Blood drips from its body, and the darkness around it seems to grow thicker. Mohan, now desperate and sweating, is trapped, his back against the closed temple door, his eyes wide with terror as he screams for help.

The headless creature reappears closer to Mohan, its hand reaching out as if to grab him. Blood drips from its body, and the darkness around it seems to grow thicker. Mohan, now desperate and sweating, is trapped, his back against the closed temple door, his eyes wide with terror as he screams for help.