The chain on the door suddenly went taut, then slack. Someone on the other side was manipulating it from the outside—a trick with a string or a magnet. The chain rattled and fell loose.
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Meera paused, her hand halfway to the spice jar on the kitchen shelf. The city outside—Mumbai's endless, chaotic heartbeat—seemed to mute simultaneously. No traffic hum. No neighbor's TV. Just the slow, rhythmic drip-drip of the kitchen tap and the frantic thumping of her own heart. The chain on the door suddenly went taut, then slack
It was listening.
The silence of the house was no longer waiting. "Come in," Meera said, her voice steady now
Her heart stopped. Then restarted, twice as fast, hammering against her ribs.