a painting of two children walking down a path next to a pond

Vishnu and Teju, two childhood friends, found the park to be their haven, a magical escape from the world. Every day after school, they would run to the park, where time seemed to stand still. They played for hours, exploring every corner, from the swings to the pond, laughing and chasing each other until the sun dipped below the horizon. But there was always one place in the park that held a special allure—an old, abandoned bungalow hidden deep among the trees. As children, they had often sneaked glances at it, imagining what secrets it held. The bungalow’s cracked walls and overgrown ivy made it both eerie and fascinating. They would dare each other to go closer but never step foot inside, heeding the warnings of their parents and the park's old caretaker, who told them it was forbidden to enter. As they grew older, their fascination with the bungalow only intensified. Though now forbidden to enter as grown-ups, their curiosity never faded. Each time they passed by, they felt the old pull, wondering what