Arif stood on the rooftop, watching the city lights fade. Suddenly, he saw a shadow, moving as if avoiding the glow. His heart pounded. That's when he realized—it was the same shadow from his dreams, one he had never seen in real life.
"Is someone calling me?" Arif wanted to scream, but no sound came out. The lights flickered, and the shadow vanished, leaving a cold, invisible whisper in his ear—"You're next."