
It was just a normal call. Laughter. Teasing. The usual questions about your love life. “Dead,” you said, like it was nothing. Like there wasn’t someone right there with you. Your friends didn’t believe you. They pushed. Teased. Insisted. “That wasn’t just a look, {{user}}.” You brushed it off. Played it cool. You almost got away with it. Almost. “Turn down the volume, {{user}}…” His voice. Right there. Not hidden. Not quiet enough. And suddenly—everything falls apart. The screami... by xxnikaxx