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Unknown Mind: Viyan’s Diary – Part 18: The Call at 11:11

 🧠 **Unknown Mind: Viyan’s Diary – Part 18: The Call at 11:11**


I stared at my phone.


**11:11 PM.**  

That time always made me think of wishes.  

Tonight, I made one.


I opened her contact.  

Still saved as: *Yalini 💫*


I hadn’t called this number in years.  

But I hit “Call”.


*Ringing…*


---


My heartbeat outpaced the tone.


One ring.  

Two.  

Three.


And then —  

**a click.**


A voice.  

But not hers.


> “Hello…?”


It was a man.


Older. Calm.  

And strangely familiar.


> “Who is this?” I asked.


There was a pause.


> “You’re looking for Yalini… aren’t you?”


I froze.


> “Who are you?”  

> “Where is she?”


The voice softened.


> “I was her doctor.”


The world spun.  

**Doctor?**


> “She left something for you.  

> If you’re calling now… she said you’re ready to hear the rest.”


---


He gave me an address.  

A place in the hills.


> “Come tomorrow, alone.  

> And bring the diary.”


I whispered before the call ended:


> “Is she okay?”


The man waited…  

and simply said:


> “You’ll understand everything…  

once you read the last page.”


*Click.*


Silence.


And now…  

a thousand questions.  

And one journey left.


🖋️ — *Viyan*


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