One night at the police station, the lights went out.
Total darkness.
For exactly two minutes.
When power returned—
Yash was gone.
No broken doors.
No struggle.
Only confusion.
Later that night, Yami received an email.
Subject: Wrong Child.
Attached was a photo of Yash tied inside an abandoned building.
Behind him—
An old school logo.
Yami froze.
It was her first school.
The place tied to her childhood trauma.