The whistling stopped. The performer turned – eyes hollow "Looking for the Songbird's song?" he asked, voice robotic
Zara's instincts kicked in. "You're under the Professor's control."
Amara stepped forward. "What's the song?"
The performer handed them a phone – a file: "Songbird's Echo.mp3" .
Play it?
A low hum filled the air, then lyrics emerged: "In shadows, I find my voice..."
The Professor's voice interrupted: "Now, forget."
The market blurred. Zara and Amara stumbled back, memories slipping...
Amara grasped Zara's hand. "What happened?"
Zara's eyes sharpened. "He's messing with us. We need the antidote."
Clue: The Songbird's song counteracts the mind control.