Footprints of Chaos

The market lay in eerie silence, shoeprints crisscrossing the dusty ground. Ravi’s heart raced as he traced the imprints—a child’s tiny shoe, an elderly man’s worn sole.

Amid the rubble, he found a delicate sandal, its owner missing. Each print whispered a story of fear, desperate escape.

But the lone, mismatched footprint led him to a hidden alley. There, a terrified girl clung to her doll, eyes wide with shock. Ravi crouched beside her, piecing together the chaos.

Slowly, it dawned on him—the market hadn’t just emptied. It was the aftermath of a stampede, and someone had orchestrated it.

PS: I am participating in the #30days30stories challenge and today is Day 17. This amazing challenge is being hosted by Dagny and Nirja.