
The Vanishing Letter
The night was deep and silent. Moonlight cast eerie patterns on Rahul’s window, but his eyes were fixed on the yellow envelope lying under his door.
It had arrived that evening—no knock, no sound, just mysteriously appearing out of nowhere. There was no sender’s name, only a strange message in bold letters:
“Open before midnight, or this letter will disappear forever.”
Rahul’s heart pounded. The clock read 11:58 PM. With trembling fingers, he tore open the envelope and pulled out an old, worn-out letter. The ink seemed to waver, as if the words were alive.
"If you're reading this, know that I am your future self. Tomorrow at dawn, a terrifying truth will unfold. No matter what you see, trust no one."
A chill ran down Rahul’s spine. Just as the clock struck twelve, the letter disintegrated into thin air before his eyes!
The next morning, as he opened his door, his blood froze.
Standing outside was… himself.
About the Creator
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