Ramdeen was a poor farmer who spent his entire day working in his fields. From sunrise to sunset, he ploughed the soil, sowed seeds, and watered the crops with tired hands. He lived a simple life with his wife and two children in a small mud house near the field. Despite the hard work, Ramdeen never complained, because his family’s survival depended on the land he worked on every day. One evening, while returning from the field, Ramdeen felt a strange sensation, as if someone was watching him. He turned around, but there was no one—only the crops swaying slowly in the wind. That night, his wife noticed something odd in his eyes. They looked restless, as if he had not truly returned from the field. Ramdeen said nothing and went to sleep. Over the next few days, the crops began to grow unnaturally fast. Their color was no longer a healthy green but a dark, almost black shade. Thick roots started emerging from the soil, twisting like veins. At night, Ramdeen often whispered in his sleep,...