As the ethereal glow of dawn pierces through the darkness, casting a faint glimmer upon the world, the prison cell stirs with a sense of anticipation. Within its cold, unforgiving walls, Khan Murtasim Khan, a man unjustly imprisoned, raises his weary hands towards the heavens.
The darkness that has enveloped his soul for countless nights seems to dissipate as he whispers a heartfelt prayer. "Oh, my Allah, You who have created me, guide me in this hour of darkness. I know not what is right or wrong, but I beseech Thee to show me the path of righteousness. Please guide my soul, and deliver me from this torment."
The faint fragrance of wet soil, a lingering reminder of yesterday's heavy rain, wafts through the narrow window, carrying with it a sense of renewal and hope. As the first rays of sunlight peek over the horizon, casting a golden glow upon the prison yard, Khan Murtasim Khan's heart swells with a mix of trepidation and longing.
2nd spoiler of Next Chapter.