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After being betrayed and executed by his own comrades, a professional assassin awakens in a liminal purgatory where Death - embodied as a cold, captivating woman - delivers a sentence more cruel than oblivion: he must relive the final days of the twelve people he once killed, experiencing their thoughts, emotions, and choices in the moments before their deaths. At first, it’s punishment - a cruel game of empathy and helplessness as he walks in the shoes of those he silenced. But as their lives bleed into his soul, and their skills awaken within him, he begins to resist. By changing even the smallest detail, he could trigger a ripple effect - a butterfly-wing shift that might avert a single fate. Death does not interfere, but the world bends subtly around each new choice. Now, trapped in a cycle of borrowed time, the assassin races against fate to rewrite twelve endings - not just to save the lives he stole, but to earn the right to reclaim his own.
SYNOPSIS:
He was a ghost long before he died.
Feared, invisible, and methodical, the Assassin lived a life of quiet brutality - and it is well-paid. But when his own team turns on him and leaves him bleeding in an alley, he awakens in a place that defies time and space: a shadowed corridor between death and something worse.
There, waiting, is Death - not a skeleton or myth, but a woman draped in poise and cruelty. She doesn’t offer judgment. She offers a sentence.
To pass on, the Assassin must relive the lives of the twelve people he killed, one after another. He wakes up in their bodies, days or hours before their deaths, forced to live as they did. At first, it’s punishment. Their pain becomes his. Their memories flood his mind. Their emotions unravel his cold detachment.
But as he stumbles through their final moments - a street kid with a sketchbook, a single mother caught in debt, a rival who once loved him - something awakens: regret, purpose… a fight. In this strange purgatory, the rules are twisted. If he plays carefully, changes one step, says one word differently, he might disrupt the chain of events that led to their deaths.
Death won’t help him. But she doesn’t stop him either. Because this isn’t mercy. It’s a test.
Each life holds a lesson. Each death a wound that doesn’t heal. And if he can’t find redemption in their footsteps, Hell would be the only place he would find salvation.
Unlucky Dozen is a high-concept supernatural thriller exploring identity, empathy, and redemption. Part mystery, part morality play, it poses one haunting question: What if the only way to understand your sins… was to suffer them from the other side?