This is a HORROR story of a knock that never stopped echoing. It is a story of a father's love that refused to fade, even when twisted into a nightmare's shape. It is a story of the duality of the soul-how light and dark can be forced to share the same breath, the same voice, and the same tragedy.To those who read this: listen closely. Sometimes, the silence is not empty. Sometimes, it is just waiting for its turn to speak.