"Thakur Mosai," one of them spoke, their voice a plea for guidance. "We need your Guru's help. There's been an incident in the village."
Rohit's heart swelled with a sense of duty and responsibility. He nodded, his voice firm and reassuring. "I will inform Guru. Please wait here."
He closed the door and turned to find Guru standing in the hallway, his presence a calming force amidst the turmoil.
"Guru, the villagers need your help," Rohit said, his voice steady despite the storm of emotions within.
Guru placed a hand on Rohit's shoulder, his touch a balm to his troubled soul. "I will see to them, my child. You rest and regain your strength."
Rohit watched as Guru made his way to the waiting villagers, his heart heavy with the weight of his own experiences and the responsibilities that lay ahead.
As he settled back into his bed, the events of the previous night replayed in his mind. The entity he had encountered, the dark presence that had tested his resolve, lingered in the shadows of his consciousness.
His thoughts drifted to the future, to the journey that awaited him. He knew that his path was fraught with challenges and dangers, but he also knew that he was not alone. With Guru's guidance and the support of his fellow disciples, he would navigate the treacherous waters of his spiritual journey.
Hours passed in a blur of rest and recovery. Rohit woke to the sound of birds chirping outside the hut, their songs a welcome reminder of the normalcy that still existed outside his spiritual battles. His body ached, a dull throb that spoke of the ordeal he had endured, but his spirit felt lighter, buoyed by the reassurances of his guru.
The villagers' pleas still echoed in his mind, their urgent calls for "Thakur Mosai" a reminder of his responsibilities. He pushed himself to his feet, his movements slow and deliberate as he dressed and prepared to face the day.
As he opened the door and stepped outside, the morning sun bathed the village in a golden glow. The villagers who had come seeking help were gathered nearby, their faces a mix of hope and anxiety. Guru was among them, his presence a calm, steadying influence.
"Good morning, Thakur Mosai," one of the villagers greeted him, their voice tinged with relief. "We are grateful for your presence. We need your guidance to address a matter of great importance."
Rohit nodded, feeling the weight of their trust settle upon his shoulders. "Tell me what has happened," he said, his voice steady.
The villager took a deep breath before speaking. "There have been disturbances in the village, strange occurrences that we cannot explain. Livestock disappearing, eerie noises at night, and a general sense of unease. We believe it may be the work of dark forces."
Rohit listened intently, his mind racing with possibilities. The previous night's encounter had left him more attuned to the presence of supernatural forces, and he could sense the villagers' fear was not unfounded.
Guru stepped forward, his voice calm and authoritative. "We will investigate these disturbances and address the root cause. Darkness cannot stand against the light of truth and faith."
Rohit felt a surge of determination. He was no longer just a disciple; he was looking forward to becoming like his teacher the Thakur Mosai, a beacon of hope and strength for these people. With Guru's guidance and his own newfound resolve, he would face whatever challenges lay ahead.
The villagers led them to the areas where the disturbances had occurred, their stories painting a picture of fear and uncertainty. Rohit could sense the lingering presence of malevolent forces, a dark energy that seemed to hang in the air.
As per the villagers at late night they hear many of there live stocks are started screaming weirdly many of them gone out at night with torches to see what happened in farm but when they looked around they didn't find anything. It happens multiple homes and multiple times but any one didn't even find a shadow but at morning many of cattle are found dead in there bodies no wound have been found expect for the wounds of two spots in neck.
The vet declared no poison found in the bodies no unnecessary outer wounds also found only the bodies are almost bloodless and it just happened in one night and no cattle related disease symptoms also found so village's morol or head orders some people to visit the Thakur mosai.
As they moved through the village, examining the evidence and speaking with those affected, Rohit felt a deep connection to the people and their plight. His journey had brought him to this point, a path marked by trials and revelations, and he was ready to face whatever came next.
With Guru by his side, he knew they would uncover the truth and restore peace to the village. Together, they would stand against the darkness, their light shining brightly in the face of adversity.
As they neared the scene they saw more then a dozen cattle lay dead same condition as described by the villager's.
Sankar Mahato inspected the cattle's carefully and said its work of an pack of bloodsuckers and they might have an leader.
Then he faced the morol and said "pls arrange an hut for us to stay at night morol and pls alert every villager if they here anything at night do not gets out from house at any cost or they will die and arranged some things necessary for the ritual".
The morol nodded and ordered some people arranged the things needed for ritual, and Sankar Mahato faced rohit and said "you will be with me for this hunt to night", rohit wanted to say many things but noded.
As every one retreated and Rohit returned to the arranged hut with his guru, feeling the weight of his responsibilities but also the strength of his resolve. The villagers had placed their trust in him, and he would not let them down. He took a moment to center himself, offering a silent prayer to Maa Kali for guidance and strength.
As the day wore on, Rohit found himself deep in thought, contemplating the journey that lay ahead. He knew that the path of a Tantric was fraught with challenges, but he was ready to face them with courage and faith.
With Guru's wisdom and the support of his fellow disciples, he would continue his spiritual quest, unraveling the mysteries of the universe and standing against the forces of darkness.
As the sun set and the village settled into a quiet calm, Rohit felt a sense of peace wash over him. He had come a long way, and there was still much to learn and discover. But he was ready, his spirit strengthened by the trials he had faced and the revelations he had received.
With a final glance at the village, Rohit closed his eyes and offered a silent prayer of gratitude. The journey was far from over, but he was ready to embrace it, with all its challenges and triumphs.
And so, under the watchful eyes of his Guru and the blessings of Maa Kali, Rohit continued his journey, a path marked by faith, courage, and the unwavering determination to seek the truth and stand against the darkness.