Chapter Three: The Voice That Was Cut

“If we cancel, Wen Que will choose a screen we can't see.” She signed the form. “The film opens on time. We have forty-eight hours to find the master reel and turn the premiere into his funeral.” The three-shaped wound burned as she finished her name. Across the street, a faceless person in white stood unnoticed in the crowd. It touched its chest exactly as Ye Lan did. Then, using her father's voice, it silently formed a sentence. Ye Lan could not hear it, but she read its lips. “You are Zero.”