It was 2:13 AM when Jake’s phone buzzed. He squinted at the screen. Unknown number. “Don’t turn around.” Jake frowned. “Very funny,” he muttered, assuming it was one of his friends. He typed back: “Who is this?” No response. The room was silent. Too silent. Then his phone buzzed again. “I said don’t turn around.” A chill ran down his spine. He was sitting alone in his bedroom. Door closed. Lights off. Nothing behind him but the wall… right? Jake laughed nervously. “Okay, this is getting weird.” He slowly started typing again: “How do you even know where I am?” The reply came instantly. “Because I’m in the room.” Jake froze. His heart started pounding so loud he could hear it in his ears. “No… no, that’s not possible.” Another buzz. “Don’t look. If you look, I’ll move.” Jake’s breathing got heavier. His fingers trembled as he held the phone. Was this a prank? Someone hiding? Impossible. He had checked his room earlier. Another message: “I’m right behind you.” Jake couldn’t take it anymore. In one quick motion, he spun around— Nothing. Just his wall. Empty. Jake let out a shaky laugh. “Okay… that’s enough.” Then his phone buzzed one last time. He slowly looked down. “Now I’m in front of you.” Mehr sehen