a person sitting under a large tree

In a remote village in India, there stood an ancient banyan tree near the edge of a forgotten burial ground. The villagers whispered stories about it, saying that anyone who dared to sit beneath its branches after sunset would hear voices--soft, pleading, and sometimes angry.A young man named Arjun laughed at these tales. He had recently moved to the village to help his aging grandmother and didn't believe in such superstitions. One evening, while returning late from the fields, he decided to rest under the banyan tree. The sun had just set, and the air was heavy with silence.As Arjun leaned against the massive trunk, he began to feel uneasy. The rustling of the leaves seemed louder than usual, like whispers weaving through the air. Shrugging it off, he closed his eyes to rest."Why did you come here?" a voice murmured.Arjun's eyes snapped open. He looked around, but no one was there. The village was too far away for anyone to be nearby. He tried to convince himself it was just the wind."Leave... beforA young