One night, a young man named Aman decided to discover the truth.
At exactly midnight, he sat beneath the tree with a flashlight. The wind suddenly stopped. Even the insects became silent.
Then he heard someone whisper his name.
“Aman…”
He looked around, but nobody was there.
The whisper came again, this time from beneath the tree.
Aman moved his flashlight toward the roots and noticed fresh footprints appearing in the dust. They slowly moved toward him, although nobody was visible.
Suddenly, a woman's voice whispered, “You promised you would come back.”
Aman froze.
He had never been there before.
Then the tree began shaking violently. A pale face appeared between the roots, staring directly at him.
Aman ran toward the village, but the same tree appeared again and again in front of him.
At sunrise, villagers found him unconscious near the old platform.
When Aman woke, he discovered a strange mark on his hand shaped like a tree.
The oldest villager looked at it and turned pale.
“That mark belonged to a man who disappeared beneath this tree fifty years ago.”
That night, Aman heard leaves rustling outside his window.
Then a whisper came:
“You came back.”

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