Part 9 Tomorrow Is the Last Day

The message came while I was awake. That was new. you shouldn’t be alone tonight

I didn’t check the cameras right away. I already knew what they’d show. Empty rooms.

Still air. Nothing to justify the fear crawling up my spine. Another message

followed. i told you i wouldn’t stand outside again The doorbell rang. I didn’t move.

It rang once more. Calm. Patient. Then my phone buzzed again.

i’m being polite I called the police with shaking hands, whispering into the phone like he

could hear me through the walls. They told me officers were on the way. Minutes out.

Too many minutes. The doorbell stopped. For a moment, everything was silent. Then I heard it.