It's 12:40 a.m. on Mumbai's last local, and Zoya is the only passenger left. Then a man in a grey coat boards — a man who casts no reflection, and who asks every traveller the same quiet question. Zoya is about to miss her stop. Because on this train, the next station isn't yours. A slow-burn supernatural thriller about the people we forget — and the ones who come back to remind us.