Chattogram city had always been alive. During the day it was noise, traffic, and movement. At night it became quiet, almost peaceful. But tonight was different.
Nahian sat beside his window. The room was dim, lit only by a small lamp. Outside, streetlights flickered slightly.
Clock: 11:45 PM.
He leaned back in his chair.
"Another boring night…"
He unlocked his phone and started scrolling.
📱 Ding!
A notification appeared.
Unknown sender.
> "YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN."
Nahian frowned.
"What kind of joke is this?"
He checked the number. Unknown.
He tried to ignore it.
đź’ˇ Suddenly, the room lights flickered.
Once. Twice.
Then everything went dark.
Only his phone lit the room.
Nahian stood up immediately.
"Power cut?"
Outside, streetlights were still on.
Only his room was dark.
He walked toward the window.
Something felt wrong.
He looked outside.
Everything stopped.
A moving car frozen in the middle of the road. People standing still. Even birds in the air were motionless.
"…What is happening?"
📱 His phone vibrated again.
> "DON'T LOOK OUTSIDE."
He still looked.
At the far end of the street—
A shadow.
Standing still.
Facing him.
Watching.
He stepped back.
His heart pounded.
He rushed to the door and locked it.
đź”’ Click.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
"Who's there?"
No answer.
📱
> "OPEN THE DOOR, NAHIAN."
His name.
The handle slowly moved.
Left.
Right.
Slowly turning.
He backed away until he hit the wall.
The handle stopped.
Silence.
📱
> "IT HAS STARTED."
The room grew colder.
His breath became visible.
From the other side of the door… something waited.