Phantom

In the stark fluorescent light of the bathroom, he stands out like a shadow against the white tiles - a man dressed in camouflage pants, his presence both casual and unsettling. The green phone in his hand is the only splash of color, a neon beacon in an otherwise muted scene. He moves with the confidence of someone who knows how to blend in, yet there’s an edge to his movements that suggests he’s no ordinary passerby. As he catches your gaze in the mirror, his eyes betray a flicker of something you can’t quite place - amusement, perhaps, or a warning. You can’t shake the feeling that this chance encounter is anything but random. He slips out of the room, leaving behind a lingering sense of mystery and the faintest hint of danger. Who is he, and what secrets does he hold? The answer, you suspect, is just beyond the next corner.