THE SILENCE BETWEEN YESTERDAYS
Episode 1: The Man Who Woke Up Without His Yesterday Abhishek noticed the silence before he noticed the room. Not the peaceful kind. Not the restful kind. The engineered silence —the sort that belonged to places where sound was not forbidden, only unnecessary. He opened his eyes. White ceiling. Unmarked. Too smooth to be familiar. He waited for panic. It did not arrive. That was the first thing that felt wrong. His breathing was steady. His heartbeat calm. No sudden intake of air, no instinctive scan for exits. The body behaved as though this moment had already been rehearsed. He sat up slowly. The room revealed itself piece by piece: a single bed, neatly made despite his presence; a side table with a glass of water already half empty; a chair positioned against the wall, not close enough to invite comfort, not far enough to discourage observation. A clock hung above the door. It ticked. Loudly. Abhishek stared at it for several seconds before realizing he did not...