They Know My Habits Part 2

At first, nothing happened. That was almost worse. I spent the next

few days jumping at every sound, checking my phone compulsively, half-expecting another

message to appear out of nowhere. But the site never loaded again. The unknown number

never texted back. I started to think maybe it had been a scare tactic. An elaborate prank

that relied on timing and fear. Then the small things began. The first was an

email. No subject line. No sender name. Just a single sentence in the body.

you lock your door twice I stared at it for a long time. It wasn’t threatening.

It wasn’t even creepy on its own. But it was accurate. I did lock my door twice.