The Basement's Secret

For weeks, the basement door kept opening on its own. Everyone told me

it was just the house settling, or a draft, or maybe the latch was loose.

But every time I closed it… I heard someone knock back from the other side. Last night,

I finally decided to record it. I set my phone on the counter, hit record,

and waited. At exactly 2:14 AM, the basement door slowly creaked open.

Not from a draft— but like something was pushing it gently with its fingers. I froze as the knocking

started again. Three taps… then two… then three. Not random. A pattern.

A message. Then my phone buzzed. A new file appeared: “WATCH ME.” I played the video,