Rohan tried attacking.

Caught.

Vijay attempted reverse sweep nonsense.

Bowled.

Arjun smashed one six then holed out near long-on.

Manoj got run out after confusion.

Then Ravi—

their best batter—

was trapped lbw by Sameer.

Just like that...

everything collapsed.

Shastri Strikers — 37/7 (8 Overs)

Required: 113 Runs from 42 Balls

Remaining Batters:

Sahil Choudhary

Bunty

Keshav

Chintu

Azad Nagar players started celebrating already.

"Wrap this quickly."

"Don’t let them survive till 15 overs."

"The match is over." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Sahil sat quietly near the boundary holding his bat.

Nobody even looked at him now.

Because honestly?

The match should already be finished.

Then suddenly—

Pain exploded inside his skull.

Sharp.

Violent.

Like metal crashing directly into his brain.

The alley blurred.

Voices distorted strangely.

And then—

Floodlights.

A giant stadium roaring beneath the night sky.

Crowds screaming.

Commentators shouting wildly.

India chasing in an international match.

Then—

Screeching brakes.

Blinding headlights.

Impact.

Darkness.

Sahil gasped violently.

The alley snapped back into focus.

And a glowing blue screen appeared before his eyes.

Transparent.

Floating.

Impossible.