It begins with just two unnoticed steps at dusk. A nurse crosses a half-lit parking lot after a long shift, her breath fogging in the cool air. A phone buzzes, then falls silent. The only sound left is the hum of a single streetlight.
Most disappearances are not cinematic. They are quiet, patient, and ordinary. A simple detour for milk, a brief walk through a silent hallway. These are the limi...
