Raat ka last notification

 “Raat ka Last Notification” — Part 2 (Safe Horror)


Aryan ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Usne photo ko zoom kiya…

Silhouette bas ek shape jaisi thi — koi chehra, koi details nahi. Jaise koi shadow ho, par thodi zyada solid.


Aryan ne himmat karke palat kar dekha.

Almirah ke paas bas uski apni jackets latki hui dikh rahi thi.


“Shayad reflection hoga…” usne khud ko samjhaya.


Lekin phone phir vibrate hua.


“You’re not alone.”


Is baar message ke saath ek nayi photo aayi.


Is photo me Aryan sofa par baitha hua tha —

lekin yeh ajeeb iss liye tha kyunki woh is waqt sofa par baitha hi nahi tha, balki apne bed par tha.


“Yeh photo kab li gayi…?” usne dheere se kaha.


Phir ek halka sa knock hua.

Room ki door par.


Tok… tok…


Aryan ne phone ko zor se pakda.

Knocking band ho gayi.


Phone ne ek last notification diya:


“Don’t open the door.”


Aryan ka gala sookh gaya.

Usne halki si awaaz me poocha:


“Kaun hai…?”


Bahaar se sirf ek faint si awaaz

 aayi.


“Tumne toh bola… knock karne.”

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