Kataki Nights

Ever heard of a job that pays well, requires almost no effort, and only lasts five hours a night?

Rudra Sharma found one.

And it nearly destroyed him.



He’s 19, a first-year college student suffocating under family pressure, craving independence. After convincing his overprotective parents to let him live alone — under the condition he pays rent — Rudra stumbles across a night shift opening at a remote petrol pump outside Kataki. The job? Sit at the cash counter from 12 AM to 5 AM. Easy work, no fuss.



Just one catch: you have to follow the rules.



At first, they seem strange. Then terrifying.

And soon, deadly.



The Rules



Never leave the cabin between 12 and 5.



At 1:00 AM, a driverless black car will arrive. Lock everything. Hide in the washroom. Ignore the voices.



Don’t make eye contact with customers.



Reject coins older than 1990.



Answer the landline only if it rings exactly seven times.



If you see yourself on the security feed, don’t interact. Unplug the monitor. Obey.



At 4:13 AM, a child may ask for help. Do not open the door.



If the lights flicker, recite the phrase:

“I am the watcher, not the watched. I am the guard, not the guest.”



Never sleep. If you feel drowsy, drink from the black thermos. Don’t ask who put it there.



If you forget a rule…

The station will remind you.

But by then, it may be too late.



Rudra took the job for peace and freedom.

Now, he’s trapped in a place that doesn’t obey the laws of reality — only its own set of terrifying rules.



Welcome to the pump.

Follow the rules.

Survive the night.