Merit, Ahmed, and Mariam - Part Three
A Tale of Love, Mystery, and Reincarnation Across the Ages
Merit, Ahmed, and Mariam - Part Three
The First Encounter
We return to our story where we left off at that astonishing moment when the television transmission changed, and Ahmed found himself watching the anchor presenting the program—it was none other than Merit. She addressed him in a calm yet penetrating voice:
"You must divorce your wife, Mariam, and devote yourself to me alone. I am your first love, from long ago."
It was not just words; it was a direct threat.
"You know very well that you are Honfer Hotep, scribe of Amun, overseer of goods, and a nobleman of the Eighteenth Dynasty in the New Kingdom. And I am Merit, your wife, and a singer of the god Amun. We were together during the reign of King Ay, and I never accepted your marriage to another. I have been searching for you since your death until I found you again."
Searching for the Truth
Merit displayed on the screen ancient murals and inscriptions depicting them together, drawn on the walls of their old tomb. She revealed details of their marriage during the reign of King Ay, who ascended the throne after King Tutankhamun. Before disappearing, she sternly told him:
"Think carefully about what I told you, or I will have to take action. I will wait for you tomorrow at the same time."
Ahmed remained stunned, unable to utter a word, afraid that Mariam might notice what was happening. After his wife fell asleep, he rushed to his old black suitcase, took out his grandfather’s books, and started flipping through the pages of history. The more he read, the more he realized that everything Merit had said was true.
His mind raced, and he asked himself:
"How do I escape this dilemma?! She will return tomorrow night, and she has threatened to take action!"
Fear and Hesitation
The next morning, Ahmed did not go to work. When Mariam asked him why, he claimed he had stomach cramps. She left for work while Ahmed stayed behind, thinking of a solution.
He considered reporting the statue he had found in his suitcase to the Antiquities Authority, but he quickly realized that this would land him in serious trouble. How would he explain possessing this statue? Where did he get it from? Which archaeological site had he excavated? So many questions made him abandon the idea.
The Second Confrontation
Mariam returned from work, evening fell, and the time for his next encounter with Merit approached.
After dinner, the couple sat in front of the television for a while. Then Mariam excused herself to sleep, while Ahmed claimed he had slept too much during the day and would stay up a little longer.
At midnight, the television transmission was interrupted again, and Merit appeared, immediately asking him:
"What have you decided, my dear husband? I am Merit, your first love."
Ahmed responded angrily:
"I don’t know you! I was never married to you in the past or in the present!"
The Shocking Truth
At that moment, Mariam was asleep, but she heard Ahmed speaking anxiously. She quietly crept behind him, wanting to know whether he was talking to himself or to someone else. She was shocked to see that the television resumed its normal broadcast the moment she arrived.
She asked him worriedly:
"Who were you talking to? And why were you yelling?"
Ahmed looked at her in silence, then decided to tell her everything.
"You need to know the truth because you are my wife and my life partner."
Mariam sat down, listening intently as Ahmed recounted everything that had happened. When he reached the moment of his confrontation with Merit, Mariam interrupted him:
"I saw a woman dangling from the ceiling of the room..."
Ahmed’s eyes widened in shock:
"How did you know?!"
Mariam continued:
"She approached me on campus and spoke to me in the laboratory... Everything that happened to you, happened to me too."
Then she looked at him seriously and asked:
"Have you ever seen me and Merit at the same time?"
Ahmed remained silent, his mind reeling under the weight of the revelation.
"How do you know all these details that I never told you?" he asked, bewildered.
Mariam smiled a mysterious smile and said:
"Because I am Mariam... and I am also Merit, your wife from ages past."
She left him in his astonishment, while the question hung in the air:
Is there truly such a thing as reincarnation?
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Merit, Ahmed, and Maryam
Ahmed married Maryam, his friend and university classmate. They spent a beautiful honeymoon together, and upon returning home, Ahmed's parents visited them to congratulate the newlyweds. It was customary in their village for parents to bring all their children's belongings that had been left behind, in addition to gifts for both the bride and groom. When his parents arrived, Maryam warmly welcomed them. As they opened the packages, Ahmed was delighted to see that his parents had gathered all his old belongings, which had remained stored away due to his previous lack of a permanent home. During his university years, he had lived in a dormitory, and during vacations, he stayed in temporary accommodations. Everyone had long forgotten Ahmed’s past experiences—those strange occurrences in his old room that had driven him to leave for Cairo and settle there. However, as they unpacked, an old black suitcase appeared, filled with books that had remained untouched. Excited, Ahmed handed the suitcase to Maryam, asking her to set it aside so they could organize its contents later. The first two days passed happily with family. On the third day, Ahmed bid his parents farewell as they returned to their village. That evening, curiosity got the best of Maryam. She hurried to open the suitcase, eager to see if it contained any old letters from past relationships. She wanted to find them first and hide them if necessary. However, when she opened the suitcase, she was met with an unexpected surprise—a small pharaonic statue that closely resembled her, accompanied by a dark red-black agate ring. Stunned, Maryam turned to Ahmed and asked, "Did you send my picture to an artist in your hometown to have this statue made for me as a gift without my knowledge?" At that moment, Ahmed was equally shocked. Memories of his past came flooding back, reminding him of the eerie experiences that had led him to leave his old home. This marked the beginning of their troubles—hallucinations, illusions, and a deep fear of the unknown. The night after opening the suitcase, Maryam placed the small statue inside a glass cabinet that held various collectibles. However, the next day, she noticed something strange—the statue had moved from its original spot. She thought she might have misremembered where she had placed it and dismissed the thought. She chose not to mention it to Ahmed, fearing he might mock her. Maryam was unaware of the history behind this statue or its significance. She simply believed Ahmed had commissioned it for her as a thoughtful gift. That night passed uneventfully. However, later, when Ahmed woke up to use the bathroom, he was startled to see a full-sized image of Merit—a woman from his past—etched onto the bathroom wall. He slammed the door shut and hurried back to Maryam, making an excuse about the water being cut off. By morning, when Maryam entered the bathroom, she found nothing unusual and reassured Ahmed that the water was running fine. She didn't see what he had seen. When he asked if everything seemed normal, she casually confirmed, mentioning that all the toiletries and perfumes were in place. Ahmed rubbed his eyes, convincing himself that he had imagined the whole thing. Ahmed and Maryam both left for work. Ahmed, who worked in a laboratory at the university's science faculty, was used to conducting experiments in a controlled environment. Everything had always functioned as expected—until that day. As he resumed his work after his wedding leave, he noticed something inexplicable. Each time he tried to mix chemical compounds, the reaction would occur before he even initiated it. Bewildered, he wondered if he had absentmindedly performed the experiment without realizing it. This happened repeatedly, in various ways. Sometimes, a solution would disappear entirely. Other times, its volume would increase or decrease inexplicably. In some cases, unexpected additives caused unpleasant odors or small, harmless explosions. Concerned, his supervisor patted him on the shoulder and said, "We trust you, Ahmed, but perhaps you need some rest. The wedding must have exhausted you." Ahmed was baffled. He had not anticipated such disturbances following him to work. That evening, as he and Maryam returned home together, she went to prepare dinner. When she opened the china cabinet to retrieve some tableware, she saw something terrifying—the pharaonic statue was smiling at her, winking with one eye while keeping the other open. Terrified, she screamed for Ahmed to come and see what had happened. When he arrived, however, the statue appeared unchanged. He saw nothing unusual. Maryam insisted that she had seen it move, but Ahmed reassured her, saying, "This statue is carved from alabaster, which creates an illusion depending on how you look at it." Maryam calmed down somewhat, but Ahmed knew better. The strange incidents at work were proof that something unnatural was occurring. He began to suspect that Merit—his past tormentor—had followed him from his village to Cairo. The next day at the lab, Ahmed experienced the most shocking encounter yet. Merit fully materialized before him—not as a mere vision, but as a shadowy figure only he could see. She began speaking to him, commanding him, but he dared not respond, fearing his colleagues would think he had lost his mind. Sometimes, she laughed at him. Other times, she raged. She appeared in different places—sometimes right before his eyes, other times hovering near the ceiling. The constant hauntings drove Ahmed to the brink of insanity, eventually forcing him to leave his job. The worst came when he returned home. As Maryam changed out of her work clothes, she asked Ahmed to retrieve some plates from the kitchen. Moments later, he was shocked to see Maryam already there, dressed in her home clothes and arranging the plates. Confused, he asked, "How did you change so quickly?" She didn't respond. Suspicious, he rushed to the bedroom—only to find the real Maryam still in the process of changing. Panicked, he ran back to the kitchen, but the second "Maryam" had vanished. That night, as Maryam went to bed, Ahmed sat in front of the television, trying to make sense of everything. Suddenly, the TV screen flickered, and the channel changed on its own. To his horror, the news anchor presenting the program transformed into Merit. She stared directly at him through the screen and spoke: "Divorce your wife and devote yourself to me. I have always been your true love—from a time long before this one. I will never leave you." To be continued…
By Ali Sadeek Ahmed12 months ago in Horror
The Voice That Waited
Seen (1) At the edge of a quiet town stood an abandoned radio station, forgotten by time and avoided by locals. The building had been shut down for over twenty years, yet people claimed that at exactly 2:17 a.m., a faint broadcast could still be heard on an old frequency. No music. No news. Just a voice. Daniel was a small content creator who specialized in audio storytelling. He didn’t believe in rumors, but he believed in stories. When he heard about the mysterious broadcast, he decided to investigate—not for views, but for curiosity. One cold night, Daniel entered the radio station with his recorder and headphones. Dust covered the equipment, and spider webs hung from the ceiling. Everything looked dead. Silent. At exactly 2:17 a.m., the old transmitter crackled. A voice broke through the static. “Hello… is anyone listening?” Daniel froze. The voice was calm but tired, like someone who had been waiting for a long time. “My name is Arthur,” the voice continued. “I used to work here. If you can hear me, please don’t turn this off.” Daniel whispered into his microphone, “I’m listening.” The voice seemed relieved. “For years, I spoke into this microphone, hoping someone would hear me. When the station shut down, everyone left. Everyone except me.” Daniel’s heart raced. “Are you… alive?” There was a pause. Then a soft laugh. “That depends on what you mean by alive,” Arthur said. “I passed away in this building many years ago. But my voice stayed. This place remembers me.” Arthur explained that he had been a late-night radio host, speaking to lonely people, travelers, and insomniacs. The night the station closed, he stayed behind to record one final message—something meaningful. But no one ever aired it. He died alone, with his words unheard. “So I kept talking,” Arthur said. “Night after night. Waiting for someone to listen.” Daniel felt a heavy silence fill the room. “What do you want from me?” Daniel asked. Arthur answered gently, “I don’t need fear. I don’t need fame. I just want my message to reach someone. Anyone.” Daniel nodded, even though Arthur couldn’t see him. “I’ll share your story.” For the first time, the static disappeared. Arthur’s voice became clear. “Tell them this,” he said. “You are not invisible. Someone, somewhere, needs your voice—even if you don’t know it yet.” The broadcast ended. The room fell silent. Daniel left the station before sunrise and spent the next day editing the audio. He uploaded the recording as a simple podcast episode titled *The Voice That Waited*. He didn’t add music. He didn’t add effects. Just the truth. Within days, thousands of messages poured in. People said the voice helped them through loneliness, grief, and dark nights. Some cried. Some found comfort. Some found hope. Daniel returned to the radio station one last time. At 2:17 a.m., there was no broadcast. The transmitter stayed silent. But Daniel smiled. Because he understood something important: Some voices don’t fade because they are loud. They survive because someone finally listens.
By Do bol ho jaaye 4 days ago in Horror
Comments (4)
Hi stranger nice work here ♦️☘️♦️
I should read the first two parts and then ✨ 😄
Wow! What a great part 3! So eventful and great! Fantastic’
the final part of our story Ahmed, Meret, Maryam I hope you are satisfied