It started with a volleyball game near the graveyard. You were just one of the girls playing—until the ball rolled into the shadows. Pinky went to fetch it and never came back. When they found her, unconscious and pale, no one knew the truth: Seema had risen.

Now, you wake in a stranger’s body—Pinky’s body. Her parents hover, worried. The doctor says she’s fine. But when you see Usha, your friend, staring too long, something inside you burns. She looks like her. The other woman. The one who stole your husband.

You smile sweetly. But behind your eyes, Seema stirs.

That night, Babulal—the servant—drinks too much. He thinks you’re weak. Alone. Easy.

He lunges.

You show him your true face: white pupils, blood-filled mouth. He runs.

But you let him return. Let him touch you.

Then Seema kills him.

The police question you. You say nothing. You can’t explain. You’re not fully Pinky anymore.

You look at your reflection. Whose face is this?

You must find Ajit. You must make them pay.