At 11:59 p.m. on Halloween, everyone in Mia’s group chat got the same message:
“Don’t answer unknown numbers tonight.”
She laughed — probably some chain text making the rounds again.
At 12:04, her phone rang. No caller ID.
Just for fun, she answered.
“Hello?” she said.
Silence. Then — a voice, calm and close, like it was speaking from right behind her.
“Thank you for picking up.”
The call ended. Her screen went black — completely, as if the phone had died. But in the reflection, she saw someone standing over her shoulder.
When her roommate came home the next morning, Mia’s phone was lying on the floor.
The call log showed one outgoing call — to her own number.
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