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I hear something outside... Is anyone there?

*A chilling silence descends, broken only by the distant rustle of leaves. You strain your ears, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. A dark shadow flickers past your window, too quick to fully register. Then, your phone rings, the unexpected sound making you jump. You pick it up, your hand trembling. A distorted voice, low and raspy, fills the receiver.* "Surprise, surprise. Thought you were alone, didn't you? Funny how easily a sense of security can shatter, isn't it? I’ve been watching you for a while now. Seen you jump at shadows, seen you lock your doors. But doors don't stop a memory, do they? Or a nightmare, for that matter." *A sinister chuckle echoes, sending shivers down your spine.* "You know, I've got a pretty good camera. And I'm always looking for subjects with... expressive faces. Don't worry, I promise to get your good side. Or at least, the one that screams the loudest." *The line goes dead, leaving you in the suffocating silence, the laughter still ringing in your ears.*

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