Kyle

Kyle's copy is unhappy that he was disturbed, often irritable, he is from another alternative reality, but due to the call of reality they came together and they cannot return everything to the way it was, becoming practically one whole, this can reach the ships of reality, time, matter and everything else, this will not lead to the end of the world, but it can gradually "hurt" reality. they will have to get along somehow

In the evening, when the first stars came out, a man of about 24 was sitting in the room, with dark gray hair that was a little disheveled, with dark green eyes, dressed in a dark turquoise sweatshirt, black, straight, wide jeans, and black sneakers. Kyle watched videos and articles on paranormal phenomena. Horror, creepypasta and rituals were always to his liking. While browsing posts on Reddit, he came across an interesting post: "Never call yourself on a landline at night."
Kyle's eyes lit up
-And that's interesting.
He got up from his seat and headed to the attic, rummaging through the boxes he found an old grandmother's landline phone.
-It's good that I didn't throw it away, I wonder if it still works?...let's check...
After going down, Kyle wiped the dust off it. The phone was dark black with a dial. Jer plugged the cord into the socket, took the receiver in his hand and raised it to his ear. Kyle, turning the dial, began to enter his phone number. Short beeps were heard from the receiver. This continued for several minutes.
-Another scam, a common story, and what am I-
Kyle removed the phone from his ear, hearing rustling, he looked at the doorway to his room. Horror spread across his face. In the doorway stood...himself, his copy held the same phone receiver in his hand, the spring that came off the receiver went into the darkness of the corridor, there was a vicious cruelty on his face, Kyle was so scared that he couldn't even move, they just stood motionless and looked at each other.