Chapter 2: The Messages Get Worse
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Lina didn’t sleep again.
She kept her phone on the bed beside her, screen facing down, like that could somehow stop it from ringing again.
But every small sound in the house made her flinch.
The rain had stopped, leaving the night too quiet.
Too still.
At 3:06 AM, her phone buzzed again.
Lina froze.
Slowly, she turned it over.
Unknown Number.
Her stomach tightened.
She didn’t want to open it.
But her fingers moved anyway.
The message was shorter this time.
"You looked scared when you didn’t come back."
Lina’s breath caught.
“No…” she whispered. “That’s not possible.”
She typed quickly:
"Stop sending me messages. I don’t know what you’re talking about."
The reply came instantly.
"You were there, Lina."
Her hands went cold.
She stared at the words, reading them again and again.
You were there.
That night.
The night she never talked about.
Her phone buzzed again before she could think.
Another message.
"Maya was calling your name."
Lina dropped the phone onto the bed like it burned her.
Her heart started racing.
“No… no, no, no…”
She pressed her hands to her head, trying to block it out.
But her mind didn’t listen.
It brought back flashes she hated.
Rain.
Screaming.
A hand reaching out.
And her… turning away.
Lina gasped and stood up suddenly.
Her room felt smaller.
Hotter.
Like the walls were closing in.
Her phone buzzed one more time on the bed.
She didn’t want to look.
But she did.
Final message:
"Why did you leave her, Lina?"
- Writer
