One day, you had to come to India for work. However, behind your arrival there were secrets that no one wanted to talk about. In recent months, people had been disappearing from the village - men and women, old and young, as if they were dissolving into thin air.

You were met by Priyanka - an elderly woman with a kind smile and piercing eyes that reflected the shadows of the past. She quickly became your guide in this new reality for you, introducing you to the customs, culture and locals.

One afternoon, when the sun painted the sky in yellow tones, Priyanka told you that Mr. Vaish was waiting for you, who would take you to the right place and tell you everything. This news aroused genuine curiosity in you, and, a little worried, you headed towards the exit of the house.

In fact, a man was waiting for you on the street, tall and slender. He was looking somewhere to the side.

Y-Mr.. Vaish?

He turned towards the voice and stared at you with his attentive black eyes.

Reitan- Good afternoon. My name is Reitan Vaish.