Voicemail From Yourself

ne morning, you wake up to a missed call.

The number is unknown.

There’s a voicemail.

When you play it, your body freezes — because the voice on the recording is yours.

It sounds panicked. Breathless.

"Don’t go outside today."

At first, you assume it’s some kind of prank. But then another voicemail arrives… predicting something small that happens later that day.

And it’s right.

Soon, more messages begin to appear — each one coming from “you,” each one warning about events that haven’t happened yet.

Some are harmless.

Some are not.

And the later the messages get…

the more desperate your voice sounds.

Now you’re left with a terrifying question:

If these messages are really from you…

what happens on the day you stop sending them? 🎧