The Reincarnated Queens of Vyomaghad

The light in your apartment flickered violently, the Google search results about 'Vyomaghad' flashing on your laptop screen. Your heart pounded as you instinctively grabbed your friends' hands. Just as you read the names of the three queens, a blinding light enveloped you, and your vision blurred.

You woke with a thud, a dull ache in your head. You looked around, a wave of disappointment washing over you. Still here? Still in your 21st-century apartment. It didn't make sense; the 'samay chakra' should have worked. The ringing doorbell jolted you from your thoughts. A courier stood at the door, holding a package you didn't order. Inside, a letter informed you and your friends that you had been given the "main initiative to look after Vyomaghad for research." It was an order from the Central Archaeology of India, one you couldn't deny.

Later, a picnic invitation from your friend Reet arrived, and the destination sent a chill down your spine: Vyomaghad. Your phones were dead, explaining the missed messages agreeing to the plan. Everything pointed to this mysterious place. Despite your fear and confusion, you knew what you had to do. You called your guru, his cryptic words confirming that the 'samay chakra' was indeed active and a difficult time lay ahead. That night, you confessed your deepest secret to Dhaara and Meera – the prophecy, the 13th century, the queens, and the birthmark on your back. To your surprise and relief, they believed you, revealing they too had similar marks. As you prepared to face the unknown, the only certainty was that you would do it together.