Texting Myself at Midnight

A girl found an old phone challenge where you text your own number at midnight. She did it as a

joke. The reply came instantly. It was a photo of her bedroom, taken from her closet.

But she lives alone. She checked the closet. Empty. Then another text

arrived. A video of her checking the closet, filmed from behind her.

The urban legend was real. Someone had been living in her walls for months,

watching, waiting. The challenge was never a game. It was their way

of announcing themselves. She heard scratching inside the walls as her phone buzzed again.