Don't Move

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It was 2:17 in the morning when Jake’s phone buzzed. He picked it up, half asleep… and froze. A message from his mum. “Don’t go downstairs.” Jake frowned. That didn’t make sense. She was asleep just across the hall. He typed back, “What do you mean?” For a moment, there was no reply. Then his phone buzzed again. “I heard it too.” Now he was fully awake. The house was completely silent. Too silent. Jake slowly sat up, his eyes fixed on the dark hallway outside his room. Another message came through. “Jake… stay in your room.” His chest tightened. “Mum?” he whispered, stepping out of bed anyway. The floor creaked as he opened his door. The hallway light flickered. Then— A loud thud echoed from downstairs. Jake froze. His phone vibrated again. “I said DON’T MOVE.” His hands started shaking as he typed, “Then who’s downstairs?” The typing dots appeared… then disappeared. Seconds felt like hours. Finally, a message came through. “It’s not me.” Jake’s breath caught in his throat. And then— From downstairs… he heard his mum’s voice. “Jake? Is that you?” Relief rushed over him. “Mum?” he called back. His phone buzzed one last time. Slowly, he looked down at the screen. A new message. But this time… it wasn’t from his mum. It was from his own number. “I’m already downstairs.” And right then— he heard footsteps… running up the stairs.