Don’t Answer When It Calls

My grandmother used to tell me, “If you ever hear someone call your name at night…

but everyone is asleep… don’t answer. It’s not a person.” I always thought

it was just folklore… until last week. It started at 2 AM. I heard someone

whisper my name from the hallway. Soft… drawn out… almost like a breath. “Daniel…”

I assumed it was my brother. But when I checked, he was sound asleep. The next night,

it happened again. Same time. Same voice. Only this time it sounded closer.

“Daniel… come here.” I felt a coldness in my chest. I texted my brother: “Are you awake?”

He replied instantly: “No. Why?” Then he added: “Also… don’t go