Note: Thank you @Reshav14 for 3 Golden Tickets.
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The one-eyed old man, paused for a breath before tossing the black wooden box into Das's hands. Das regarded the box with a sense of intrigue, his fingers running over its surface, tracing the contours of its surface.
After a quick thought, Das activated his special vision, a power that allowed him to perceive hidden truths. As his vision shifted, he looked into the contents of the box. But he instinctively took a step back in the next moment. His hands withdrew from the box with a sense of perplexity and caution, his eyes wide with realisation.
"What the heck! Why did this old guy bring a king cobra here." Das thought while controlling his racing heart.
Inside the black box, poised and ready to strike, lay a regal "king cobra," its sinuous form coiled, its deadly gaze fixed upon him. The creature was a potent symbol of danger and venom.
