You couldn’t stop thinking about the letter. The words kept replaying in your mind: Stop looking, or you’ll regret it.
By midday, curiosity won. You decided to go back to the street where you found the envelope. Maybe someone saw it fall. Maybe someone left it there on purpose.
The street looked normal at first. But then… you noticed small glitches. A trash can slightly out of place. A streetlight flickering, though it was the middle of the day. Even the trees seemed… wrong, like they shifted whenever you blinked.
You crouched to pick up a small piece of paper near the curb. It had another message:
“Y͟o͟u͟r͟ f͟i͟r͟s͟t͟ m͟i͟s͟t͟a͟k͟e͟ w͟a͟s o͟p͟e͟n͟i͟n͟g͟ t͟h͟i͟s͟ b͟o͟o͟k͟.”
A chill ran down your spine. The letters flickered on the page, almost like they were alive.
You wanted to run. But something inside you pushed forward. Something needed to know the truth.
And then you realized: the world around you wasn’t fixed. It moved. It changed. And maybe… it was watching you.
ns216.73.216.89da2
and then Add to home screen.