It was 2:03 AM.
The entire city was asleep… silent, lifeless.
But Aarav wasn't.
His eyes were wide open, fixed on the glowing screen of his phone 📱
Again.
And again.
And again.
The same notification kept appearing—
"Signal Found."
Aarav frowned.
"That's impossible…"
There was no internet.
No network bars.
Not even Wi-Fi.
Yet the notification refused to stop.
His heartbeat slowly picked up.
Is someone hacking my phone…?
Or worse…
Is this something else?
📩 The Message
With hesitant fingers, Aarav tapped the notification.
The screen flickered for a second ⚡
Then—
A single message appeared:
"If you want the truth… come to the rooftop."
Aarav blinked.
Then he laughed nervously.
"Yeah right… nice prank."
But the laugh didn't last long.
Because deep down… something felt wrong.
Very wrong.
🌙 The Rooftop
Cold wind brushed against his face as he stepped onto the terrace.
The city below was wrapped in darkness.
No sounds.
No movement.
Just silence.
Then—
📳 Buzz…
His phone vibrated again.
"Look at the sky."
Aarav swallowed.
Slowly… he raised his head.
And then—
His breath stopped.
Among the countless stars… one stood out ⭐
Not because it was brighter.
But because…
It was moving.
👁️ They're Watching
📳 Buzz…
Another message.
"We are watching you, Aarav."
His hands trembled.
His throat went dry.
"Who are you…?" he whispered into the emptiness.
No reply.
Only the wind… growing colder.
📞 The Call
Suddenly—
📱 Incoming Video Call
Unknown Number.
Aarav hesitated.
Then accepted.
The screen turned black for a second…
And then—
He froze.
Because the face on the screen…
Was his own.
But something was off.
That version of Aarav looked older… tired… broken.
His eyes carried a fear that words couldn't explain 😨
🕰️ The Truth Begins
"If you're seeing this… it means I've finally broken time."
Aarav stepped back.
"What…? Who are you?!"
The man on the screen stared straight into his eyes.
"I'm you… five years from now."
Silence.
The world felt like it had stopped.
⚠️ The Warning
"Five years from now… something will happen.
Something that ends everything."
Aarav's voice shook—
"What are you talking about?! Tell me clearly!"
The screen started glitching ⚡
The signal breaking apart.
"I sent this signal… so you could stop it—"
"STOP WHAT?!"
But it was too late.
The video distorted.
The voice cracked.
And then—
Everything went black.
🔚 The Last Line
Before the call ended…
One final message appeared on the screen—
"Trust no one… not even yourself."
❓ Is It Over…?
The next morning—
Everything felt normal.
No strange notifications.
No signal.
No messages.
Aarav sat on his bed, staring at his phone.
"…Was it just a dream?"
But then—
His gallery opened automatically.
A new photo appeared.
📸 A picture of the rooftop.
Taken last night.
And in that photo…
Standing behind him…
Were two Aaravs.