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Unknown Mind: Viyan’s Diary – Part 11: The Voice Inside the Pages

 🧠 **Unknown Mind: Viyan’s Diary – Part 11: The Voice Inside the Pages**


It was a quiet afternoon.  

No noise. No urgency. Just me… and my old diary.


I sat down with chai, flipping through every page I had written.  

Grief. Pain. Healing. Hope.


And then — between **Part 4 and Part 5** —  

there was a page I **don’t remember writing**.


---


The handwriting was mine.  

But slightly… off.  

Tighter. Faster. Almost *rushed*.


It said:


> “He’s not done yet.  

> The real storm hasn’t arrived.  

> When you hear the knock…  

> **don’t open the door.**”


I froze.


What knock?


I checked the date written above.  

It said: **“Dated 11 days ahead.”**


A future date.  

How?


---


I looked around my room.


Was someone playing with me?  

Had I written it in my sleep?


But deep down…  

a voice inside whispered:


> “This isn’t madness.  

> This is **warning**.”


---


That night, I couldn’t sleep.


Every creak…  

every wind sound…  

felt like **the knock**.


I sat beside the diary, staring at the door.


And then —  

at exactly **2:47 AM** —


**KNOCK.**


🖋️ — *Viyan*


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