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Ravi’s fingers trembled. He tried to resign the game, to close the laptop, to plead. The progress bar reached 100% with a soft chime. The stranger rose and gathered his chess pieces as if nothing had happened. “You can keep the film,” he said, “but its ending will cost you.” He pressed the envelope into Ravi’s hand. Inside was a single photograph: Ravi as a child, laughing with a man whose face had been sunburnt and kind. The photograph blurred; the man’s face fizzed like overexposed film until only blank paper remained.

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“Why me?” Ravi whispered.

Ravi’s palms went slick. Memory flashed: a childhood birthday when his father taught him a game of chess and then left for work and never returned. The old man watched him, waiting like a clock. Ravi’s fingers trembled

As the clock in the hall chimed, the game grew strange. Every capture on the board echoed in the apartment: a photo fell from the wall, a paperback slid from a shelf, a voice — distant, familiar — sighed through the room. When Ravi took the stranger’s bishop, his phone buzzed with a message from his sister: “Do you remember dad’s chess set?” He had no memory of sending her anything. The stranger rose and gathered his chess pieces