Epilogue: The Cycle Begins Again 

Somewhere else— 

A man wakes up. 

His head aches. His hands tremble. 

He doesn't remember falling asleep. 

He doesn't remember much at all. 

Just a name. 

Al. 

The morning light spills across his room. His phone buzzes. A new message. 

Untitled. 

Timestamp: 3:47 AM. 

He opens it. 

And the screen flickers— 

And somewhere, deep inside him— 

Something watches. Something waits. 

And the cycle begins again.