Text From My Own Number

I woke up at 3:17 a.m. to my phone vibrating under my pillow. It was a text from

my own number. It said: “Don’t turn around.” I laughed, thinking it was

a glitch. Then another message came: “He’s standing right behind you.”

My bedroom door slowly creaked open by itself. My phone buzzed one last time:

“Too late. You already looked.”