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[Calm, quiet, late-night tone] At 2:17 AM, Ethan’s phone rang. [Slight curiosity] Unknown number. [Casual, dismissive] He ignored it. [Repeat, slightly faster] Again… ignored. [Hesitant tone] Third time… he picked up. [Soft] “Hello?” [Whisper, shaky, urgent] “Don’t sleep… please… stay awake.”…

[Calm, quiet, late-night tone] At 2:17 AM, Ethan’s phone rang. [Slight curiosity] Unknown number. [Casual, dismissive] He ignored it. [Repeat, slightly faster] Again… ignored. [Hesitant tone] Third time… he picked up. [Soft] “Hello?” [Whisper, shaky, urgent] “Don’t sleep… please… stay awake.” [Confused] Ethan frowned. “Who is this?” [Low, eerie whisper] “It’s you… from tomorrow.” [Light chuckle, disbelief] He laughed. “Nice joke.”