Chapter 8: Shattered Truth Present day Ramnath’s House - Late Evening The doorbell echoed through the quiet hallway. Ramnath, still dressed in his casual evening attire, approached the door, his steps hesitant. He peered through the peephole, his brows furrowing slightly at the unfamiliar face on the other side. Ramnath: (opening the door cautiously) “Yes? Who’s there?” The man standing outside offered a polite but eerie smile. His demeanor was calm yet unnervingly deliberate. Person: “Hello, Sir. Hope you remember me.” Ramnath’s eyes scanned the man’s face, but no memory surfaced. Ramnath: (flatly) “Not really. Who are you?” Person: (his