Jam 3.14

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Every night at 3:14 a.m., Bani, a man in his forties living alone, is awakened by the sound of dripping water from the kitchen. He checks the faucet repeatedly, but the dripping never stops, like a message that won’t end. Disturbed and curious, Bani begins recording the sounds with his phone. The next morning, he hears a faint whisper in the playback, words that stir the past he’s long buried.