AI Image: It was 3:12 AM. Aman was awake. He didn’t know why. His room was dark, silent, heavy. Only the blue

Prompt

It was 3:12 AM. Aman was awake. He didn’t know why. His room was dark, silent, heavy. Only the blue glow of his phone lit his face. Outside, the wind brushed against the window. He opened WhatsApp. That’s when he saw it. His best friend Rahul. Last Seen: 3:17 AM. Aman frowned. That was impossible. It was only 3:12. He refreshed. Still 3:17. Five minutes in the future. He laughed nervously. “Glitch,” he whispered. Then his phone vibrated. Message from Rahul. Time stamp: 3:17 AM. But the wall clock showed 3:13. The message read: “Don’t reply to me.” Aman’s chest tightened. He typed: “What happened?” Before sending— Another message. “If I call you, don’t pick up.” His breathing slowed. The room felt colder. Suddenly— Incoming call. Rahul calling. Time on screen: 3:17 AM. But the clock said 3:14. The phone rang. But the ringtone slowly changed… Between rings… He heard whispering. “Amaaan…” He dropped the phone. The call stopped. New message: “You picked up.” He didn’t. He was sure. Another message: “I’m outside.” Aman lived on the 7th floor. There was no balcony. No ledge. He slowly moved toward the window. Pulled the curtain. Empty street. Streetlight flickering. Relief. Phone vibrated. “Wrong window.” His blood froze. There was one more window. Behind him. He turned slowly. The curtain moved. But the window was closed. No wind. No sound. Message: “I can see you.” Suddenly— His phone wallpaper changed. It was a photo of him. Standing in his room. Taken from behind. Just seconds