Sara was already dead, but the call on her phone still droned on.
Panic coiled tighter and tighter around her brother's chest until he finally sat bolt upright in bed.
"Sara, what the hell is this supposed to mean? I already told you I'd forgive you if you just apologized. Stop playing this stupid 'I'm gonna die' game with me. Say something... What are you doing over there?"
Slowly, his voice began to shake. "Is this some stupid prank you're pulling? Even if you don't want to apologize, you don't have to scare me with talk of dying, right? If you don't answer me, I'm hanging up!"
For all his words, he never ended the call. If anything, his emotions only spiraled more out of control.
"Why did you turn off the security camera? Turn it on right now! Sara, I'm only going to say this one l
