**The Message at 3:33 AM** I moved into my new apartment last week. Cheap rent and a quiet neighborhood—it felt perfect, right? Almost too perfect... 🏡✨ On the first night, as I drifted off, my phone buzzed at exactly 3:33 AM. I stared at it in confusion, a notification from an app I didn't remember installing. It simply read, “Wake up. It's watching.” 😳 I laughed it off, thinking it must be a prank. I deleted the app without a second thought. But then, the next night, the same thing happened, right on cue. This time, the message was even creepier: “Don’t turn on the light. It hates being seen.” 😰 My heart raced as I heard a soft creak from the hallway. Was I really alone? The third night, I set an alarm for 3:25 AM. When it hit 3:33, the room turned ice-cold, and I felt my breath clouding the air. Just then, a notification popped up: “Behind.” I turned slowly. A pale face grinned inches from mine. The last thing I saw? My own terrified reflection in its eyes. 😨👀