In one frame, a reflection in a window showed not the 1960s set, but a modern apartment. And in that apartment sat a man who looked exactly like Rohan.

Curious, he clicked.

Rohan’s hands trembled, but he pressed play. The final scene showed the woman (Nanda) confessing to the murder—but then the camera pulled back to reveal a film crew applauding. A director stepped forward. His face was blurred, but his voice was clear: “ Cut. Now let’s shoot the real ending—where the audience becomes the suspect. ”

The screen went black. Then a new message: