Synopsis

Dust motes danced in the shafts of light slicing through the antique shop, illuminating forgotten relics and whispered histories. A chill clung to the air, deeper than the November weather warranted, a premonition clinging to the scent of aged paper and polished wood. Will traced the intricate carvings on a forgotten idol, its dark eyes seeming to follow his every move. He felt a pull, a disconcerting resonance with the object, a whisper of something ancient and powerful. The city of Mumbai p