The 3:11 AM Alert

Every night at exactly 3:11 a.m., my security camera sent a motion alert.

I ignored it at first. Old house, creaky floors. But then,

I checked the footage. The hallway was empty. Then the timestamp

jumped forward by three minutes. No explanation. At 3:11 a.m., the screen glitched.

And something appeared at the end of the hall. It looked like me.

Same face. Same pajamas. Standing still, staring into the camera.

Then I heard my own voice whisper: Don't move. It knows when

you wake up. The last thing the camera recorded was my bed... empty.