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2024-10-29 19:42:56As the tension in the room peaked and hope flickered anew, a student's excited voice cut through the heavy atmosphere. "Mrs. Meera, look! There's a hidden door here," the student exclaimed, pointing to a concealed panel in the wall.
Meera's eyes widened in surprise, her heart racing with anticipation. She hurried towards the spot indicated by the student, her gaze fixed on the disguised door. It was intricately camouflaged, blending seamlessly with the rest of the wall, indicating it was meant to remain unseen. Rajeev, Abhi, Ram, and Nand gathered around, their curiosity piqued. "How did we miss this?" Abhi muttered, his eyes scanning the hidden door. Without wasting a moment, Meera approached the hidden mechanism, her hands trembling slightly with a mix of apprehension and hope. With a swift but cautious motion, she pushed or turned the concealed latch, and to everyone's amazRelated chapters
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