LAST SEEN 2:17AM

The blue light of a phone screen is the only thing keeping the dark away.
To the rest of the world, Kael is doing just fine. He functions publicly, makes music, and laughs off his problems. But inside, his insomnia and quiet isolation are slowly eating him alive. He is addicted to being needed, yet entirely alone.
Then there is Mira. She is smart, overworked, and running on fumes as she plays the second parent in a chaotic household. She secretly fears that the moment she stops trying, everyone will forget she even exists.
They have never met in real life. They don't know each other's last names or what street they live on. But through late-night conversations and raw, unlabeled audio clips, they accidentally become each other's emotional lifeline. They are completely naked emotionally behind a screen, yet total strangers passing by in the cold city rain.
Until the clock strikes 2:17 AM.
One night, Mira vanishes. No warning. No messages. No online status. Just a single grey checkmark left on a screen.
As Kael spirals into a silent panic, the city suddenly begins to feel haunted. Anonymous drafts appear and disappear in their shared notes app. Her favorite songs play in the background of diners he frequents. Someone is watching him from the shadows.
But the most dangerous mystery lies within Kael himself. The psychological novel he has been secretly writing starts predicting real-world events a little too accurately-leaving him to wonder if he is uncovering a dark truth, or completely losing his mind.
In a world where digital intimacy hides physical distance, how far would you go to find a ghost who is still alive?