Hamza had his first dream when he was 5-year-old. He was so afraid and depressed that he had to be taken for some counselling. But the dreams never stopped, and he made a pact with the dreams. He started to realize that these are not some normal dreams. He could see what others could never see. He had the vision. His counsellor dismissed it as bad nightmares. He was on medication for a long time but still, the dreams kept on coming till he was 12 when he understood what those dreams were. One evening he was coming back from his friend’s place when he saw some police cars in front of a house. He stopped over to see what had happened. He saw the police taking a middle-aged man in handcuffs. “What is happening?” He asked a bystander. “I don’t know much but heard that the police are taking him for questioning for his involvement in the murder of his sister whom he had reported missing some days ago.” He was startled on hearing it. He used to see this man every day going to work like nothing had happened and today he came to know he had murdered his sister in cold blood. The brother hung his head low and was taken into the police vehicle. The police marked the entire area as a crime scene. Hamza stood there for some time and started to think about the lady. She never came outside. They never attended any occasions, they both never used to go to any place together. Everywhere the man only used to go including doing all the outside household chores. Once while Hamza was coming back, he saw her standing outside on the balcony. All of a sudden, her brother came and shouted at her to go inside. Hamza’s thought was interrupted abruptly when something flashed in his mind. He looked at the house, tried remembering the face of the woman and suddenly he realized that he had seen her in his dreams. It was no nightmare.
He ran back to his home and started recollecting his dream. He thought about the area he saw and started scribing down notes. After some hours, he had a rough sketch of his dream. He called his friend Salman and told him everything. Salman decided to help Hamza. So, together they made a document and posted it to the police station where the case was being investigated indicating the location of the dead body. A few days later, the police found her dead body from the bottom of the lake. It was an age-old lake, and no one visited the area as it was densely surrounded by forests and wild animals. The husband was a brave soul or a psycho who dragged his Sister’s body to this lake. Now the police found her body and they could link him to the murder and have him punished for it with life imprisonment with no chance of parole. This was the beginning of Hamza’s adventure. After that Salman and Hamza were able to identify many such cases and would inform the police but would always prefer to stay anonymous.
15 years have passed and Hamza still has those visions. But these visions seemed to be persistent. This was different. He felt as if it was like a dream inside a dream. I should stop watching Hollywood movies. Hamza used to work as a senior hardware service manager for a multinational company. He preferred spending time with machines rather than with people. He had no friends in the office and people in the office thought of him as the strange guy. People were apprehensive about going to him for any hardware support but as he was the best in his job, people reluctantly used to go to him. Hamza started for his office but his mind was clouded by last night’s dream. I have to talk to Vipul. With this, he messaged him, “Meet me at our place at 8 pm tonight. I have a new one.” He received a message, “Ok, see you in the evening.” Thinking about it, he punched his card and moved towards his cubicle and got busy with his daily work.
The Juice corner was overcrowded. Hamza and Salman were sitting in the corner of the juice corner. Drinks were kept on the table and they sat quietly. Hamza had Salman had informed him regarding the dream. “Listen, Salman. This is serious. I know the lake. This was the same lake where the police had found her.” Salman was surprised by hearing it. “Are you sure, Hamza? How can that be possible? No one visits that place. “Exactly Salman. That made the place a safe haven for someone to dispose of the dead body.” “So, what do you intend to do, Hamza? As usual, shall we inform the police.” He thought for some time and said, “Let’s go there ourselves. I don’t know but I am getting a feeling that this is not just a murder case.” “Are you sure? Till this, we have stayed anonymous and have helped the police solve so many cases. Why should we risk ourselves this time?” “Listen, Salman, I understand your concern but this time I feel like we have to get involved and solve it.” Salman works as an IT analyst for a leading media company and prefers slaying demons and zombies in his Xbox console rather than fighting them in real lives. “We should think about it again before going forward.” “I have thought about it and tomorrow we will be visiting that place.” With this Hamza finished his Drink, called for the bill and said, “You are paying this time.” Salman just looked at him and paid the bill.
They parked the car in front of the dense forest. They looked around and started to move inside the jungle. The jungle was off-limits to civilians but there was no one guarding the jungle except for the animals. “We have been here so many times, but this is the first time we have come here all alone.” Started Salman. Hamza remained quiet as he was trying to concentrate on the route. They moved through thick dense trees, overgrown grasses and hanging vines all over which looked like snakes hanging all around. They could smell the damp earth combined with old fallen leaves. The earthy smell had a calming effect on both of them. They cut through the vines and moved towards their destination. After some time, they reached an open area. The aroma of the forest was sweet. The lake was flickering like glitter on the surface when the rays of the sun were piercing through the dense vegetation and falling on the lake. The lake was as silver as diamond flame and the atmosphere was convent quiet. It was soothing and yogi still. The thistles pricking his leg broke his thought and he looked around for any clue. At the other end, Hamza saw a swarm of flies flying around in an area.
“Salman over there.” They both ran towards that part. They stood in the bank of the lake and tried to look inside. “I have to go inside.” “Are you mad, Hamza? Let us inform the police and get it over with.” “We have been doing it always but this time I felt as if the spirit was requesting me to search for it.” With it, Hamza dived into the lake. He went a little bit deep inside it and looked for any clue which could help him. After some time, he came gasping for breath. He was panting when he came out of the lake. He sat on a rock and said nothing. “What is it Hamza? Did you find anything?” “I don’t know but I felt like there was something beneath the lake. We should talk to our friend in the police.”