Prologue
2:17 AM
At exactly 2:17 a.m, my phone rang.
I almost ignored it. Nobody called me that late, and the number on the screen was hidden.
But something about it made me answer.
For a few seconds, there was nothing but silence.
Then a woman's voice whispered from the other end.
“Whatever you do, don't open the front door.”
I sat up in bed.
Three slow knocks came from downstairs.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
My heart stopped.
“How do you know someone is at my door?” I whispered.
The woman didn't answer.
Instead, she said, “It's already inside.”
The call ended.
Before I could call back or even process what she'd said, I heard footsteps.
I froze.
No. It's Ronnie. She said she needs help in a project. It's her. I told myself.
The footsteps drew closer.
“Ronnie, is it yo—”
The door burst open.
My eyes widened.
“No…”
But it was already too late.
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