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The Call From Tomorrow: A Short Horror Story
At 3:17 AM, my phone rang. The caller ID... was my own number. I answered. I heard my own voice whisper: 'Whatever you do, don't open the front door.' Suddenly, three heavy knocks echoed through the silence. I looked through the peephole. Empty. Just darkness. It rang again. This time, my voice was screaming: 'YOU ALREADY OPENED IT!' The lights died. In the dark, a breath whispered into my ear: 'Finally, I found you.'
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At 3:17 AM, my phone rang. The caller ID... was my own number. I answered. I heard my own voice whisper: 'Whatever you do, don't open the front door.' Suddenly, three heavy knocks echoed through the silence. I looked through the peephole. Empty. Just darkness. It rang again. This time, my voice was screaming: 'YOU ALREADY OPENED IT!' The lights died. In the dark, a breath whispered into my ear: 'Finally, I found you.'
