Ek hafta beet gaya tha. Professor Vikram ki zindagi do hisson mein bant chuki thi—ek taraf wo ijjatdar, thande aur disciplined History Professor the jo University ke halls mein garima ke saath chalte the, aur doosri taraf wo ek bhookhe Alpha Werewolf the jisne Sunaina ko apne 'Red Room' ka nasha chakha diya tha. University ke bade se campus mein Vikram ka rutba aisa tha ki students toh kya, staff bhi unse nazrein milane se darta tha. Par unhe kya pata tha ki is black blazer aur tie ke piche ek aisa darinda hai jo sirf Sunaina ki mehak ke liye tadap raha hai.
Dopahar ke do baj rahe the. University ki library ka 'Archives Section' bilkul sunsaan tha. Yeh wo jagah thi jahan sadiyon purani kitabein aur dastawez (manuscripts) rakhe jate the. Vikram wahan ek unchi bookshelf ke paas khade kuch purane records check kar rahe the. Unke kaan achanak khade ho gaye. Unhone library ke door par kisi ke halke kadmon ki aahat suni. Unki werewolf naak ne hawa mein wo nasheeli khushbu pehchan li—kachhi mitti aur barish ka nasha.
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