The Wrong Door

Every night, Riya heard someone knocking on her bedroom door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

One night, she finally opened it.

Nobody was there.

But a small golden door had appeared on the wall opposite her.

She opened it.

Behind it was her own bedroom—but ten years in the future.

Future Riya was sitting there, eating chips.

She looked at her younger self and screamed,

“CLOSE THAT DOOR!”

“Why?”

“Because tomorrow, you will open it again.”

Riya laughed.

“Okay, that's weird.”

Future Riya stopped smiling.

“I’m serious. And whatever you do…”

She pointed at the door.

“Don't let the man wearing red enter.”

Suddenly—

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Someone was outside.

A man in a red shirt whispered,

“Riya… open the door.”

Riya looked at Future Riya.

Future Riya whispered,

“Run.”

Riya ran.

The man in red entered anyway.

Then he removed his red shirt.

Underneath was a delivery uniform.

“Madam, your pizza.”

Riya stared at him.

Future Riya slowly covered her face.

“I travelled ten years through time…”

She sighed.

“…for a pizza delivery?”

The End. 😂