Lina couldn’t stop shaking.
The recording kept replaying in her mind even after she deleted it.
That third voice.
Calm.
Too calm.
Like someone who already knew how everything would end.
She sat on her bed, staring at her phone.
No new messages.
That silence felt heavier than anything before.
Because now she knew something had changed.
The sender wasn’t just teasing her anymore.
It was getting closer.
Lina opened her laptop.
Her hands were unsteady, but her mind was focused.
She searched everything she could about Maya’s accident.
Old news reports.
School posts.
Anything.
Most of it was vague.
“Accident near the old bridge.”
“No clear witnesses.”
“Case closed.”
But Lina knew that wasn’t true.
Because she was there.
And someone else was there too.
Then she saw something strange.
A comment buried deep under an old post.
It wasn’t recent.
But it stood out.
"She didn’t fall alone."
Lina’s breath caught.
She clicked the profile.
No picture.
No name.
Just a blank account.
But one thing was listed.
The same time stamp as the recording.
Her stomach dropped.
Her phone buzzed.
She didn’t even need to look this time.
She already knew.
Unknown Number.
One message.
"You’re looking in the right place now."
Lina whispered, “Who are you…?”
The reply came instantly.
"I was there, Lina."
Her heart pounded so hard it hurt.
Another message followed.
"And I watched you leave her."
Lina froze.
“No…” she said softly. “That’s not possible…”
Then the final message appeared.
Slow.
Clear.
Unforgiving.
"I’m not the dead one you’re looking for."
"I’m the one who stayed."