The Last Notification

#The Last Notification** At **2:17 a.m.**, my phone buzzed. That wouldn’t be strange—except my

phone was turned **off**. I stared at it from my bed, the black screen

glowing faintly like it was breathing. Then it lit up. **Unknown Sender:** *Why did you lock

the door?* My stomach tightened. I live alone. No one knew I’d locked it—because

I always forget to. I grabbed the phone, hands shaking, and typed:

**Who is this?** The typing bubbles appeared instantly. *You don’t remember?* Another buzz.

*You checked the hallway camera already.* My blood went cold. Slowly, I opened the camera

app. The hallway feed showed my apartment door… perfectly still.