Behind the gates, safety is an illusion.
First the man at the gym. Then the fall on the stairs. Then the drowning. One by one, neighbors in a quiet apartment compound are claimed by "accidents."
But accidents don't repeat themselves. Not like this.
As whispers spread, suspicion falls on the guard, the maid, the families - until the community turns inward, searching for someone to blame. Watching. Waiting.
And in the shadows, one man counts every detail, every time, every silence. He knows the pattern. He knows the truth.
He knows the gates don't just keep people out. They keep something in.