Aryan began searching frantically for the man in the black cloak through the crowd.
His head was still throbbing with unbearable pain, as if someone were striking it with a hammer.
Suddenly, he spotted the shadow at the entrance of a narrow alleyway.
"Stop! Who are you? Why weren't you frozen?" Aryan shoute
The man turned around slowly, but his face was shrouded in a strange mist.
"You are playing with a cursed toy, Aryan," the man's voice was as cold as a grav
Aryan gasped, "How do you know my name?"
I don't just know your name; I know the name of the memory you just lost," the man stepped closer.
Aryan gripped the watch tightly, his fingers trembling.
The next time you freeze time, you will lose a part of your own existence," the man warned.
Before he could blink, the man vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a trail of mystery.