The 3:17 a.m. Glitch

It was a routine. Every night before sleep, I would check

the security camera feeds. Nothing ever moved. Until exactly three-seventeen a.m.,

when the hallway camera briefly flickered. Rewinding the footage revealed a man. Unblinking.

Still. He looked exactly like me. Each night he appeared closer.

I tried to tell myself it was just a glitch. On the third

night, the hall was empty. But the feed showed him by

my bed. I hid in the bathroom and checked the live feed.

The bedroom was finally empty. Then a new motion alert. The hallway looked