The World Doesn't Remember You

On the 31st day after leaving his job, a line of text popped up in the mobile phone navigation: "An unfinished path was detected nearby - the day you got lost." Chen Hui pressed start, and the elevator took him back to B1 of the old mall where he was lost when he was seven years old. The radio was calling his name, and his self from twenty years ago was looking at him in the glass. This place only does four things: call you, check you, write you, and accept you. If he can't get out before the fourth announcement, he will belong here forever.