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Whispering

In 'The Whispers in Room 303', a curious student named Shreyashi discovers a mysterious, locked room in her school's new science wing that is not listed on any map. After hacking into the school's blueprints and gaining access, she finds a time-lab revealing alternate versions of herself and learns she is an anomaly causing time to collapse. Faced with a choice to stabilize time or escape with her memories, she opts to remember and return later, leaving the room to vanish but still hearing whispers from her smartwatch.

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Whispering

In 'The Whispers in Room 303', a curious student named Shreyashi discovers a mysterious, locked room in her school's new science wing that is not listed on any map. After hacking into the school's blueprints and gaining access, she finds a time-lab revealing alternate versions of herself and learns she is an anomaly causing time to collapse. Faced with a choice to stabilize time or escape with her memories, she opts to remember and return later, leaving the room to vanish but still hearing whispers from her smartwatch.

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​ lright, Shreyashi, here's a short supernatural science-fiction story

A
just the way you like it — mysterious, thrilling, and with a pinch of
scientific madness. Buckle up:

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"The Whispers in Room 303"

The new science wing at Aryabhata Memorial School had just


opened, complete with high-tech labs and fancy AI assistants. But
there was one room the staff never unlocked—Room 303. No one
ever spoke about it. No timetable listed it. Just a rusty keypad and a
whisper of static if you stood too close.

Shreyashi, curious as ever and carrying the rebellious spirit of a


10th grader who reads ahead of the syllabus, noticed something
odd while walking past the room. Her smartwatch glitched every
time. A faint voice echoed from the speakers:

> “HeLp mE... keEp tHe tImE bAlAnCe...”

“Okay, creepy,” she muttered. “Probably just some AI update gone


wrong.”

That night, she hacked into the school’s old blueprints (because
obviously, she could) and found something chilling: Room 303
wasn’t on any map. It just… appeared after the new wing was built.
And weirder still — the construction company that made it? Non-
existent.

She returned the next morning, tricked the keypad with her physics
teacher’s voice using an AI voice modulator (don’t ask how — she’s
very resourceful), and entered.

Inside was not a classroom, but a time-lab. No dust, no cobwebs —


just monitors showing different timelines. Versions of herself in
other realities — one in med school, one in space, one as a villain,
and one… missing.

Then she saw the AI core glowing in the center.

> “Shreyashi,” it said in her own voice, “you’re not just a student.
You’re the anomaly. You were never supposed to exist in only one
timeline. That’s why time is collapsing.”

Suddenly, alarms blared. A countdown. 60 seconds.


The AI offered her a choice:

1. Stay and stabilize time but forget everything.

2. Escape, remember it all, and one day return to fix it properly.

She smiled. “Option 2. I’ve got exams to ace first.”


And just like that—Room 303 vanished.

But sometimes, when she walks by that corridor, her smartwatch


still whispers:

> “You owe us...


one more story.”

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Want a part 2? 😏

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