Around midnight, the phone rings. I hurry to get up, but my feet get tangled in the sheet and I fall out of bed onto the hard floor. I hear the phone again and think that maybe it's just a bad dream, but then a shooting pain comes from my knee where it hit the floor and I know I'm awake.
The ringing continues. As before when this happened, my mind considers that it could be Cody calling about an emergency with Nate. I decided I should answer it.
"Hello?"
The person at the other end of the phone is silent.
"Who is this? Is anyone there?"
It's silent again, and I feel like I'm in one of those horror films where the crazy killer just sits on the phone and listens, then finally announces he's in the room ready to murder you. I turn on my desk lamp, still holding the phone.
"Is someone t
