The Phone Wouldn’t Stop Ringing — Even After She Answered Part 2

Claire didn’t turn around.

She couldn’t.

The voice was too close.

Too real.

Her phone kept ringing in her hand.

Vibrating.

Buzzing.

Alive.

Incoming call.

Her number.

Again.

Slowly, her thumb moved across the screen.

She answered.

The ringing stopped.

Silence.

Then—

Breathing.

Not hers.

Claire’s chest tightened.

“Hello…?” she whispered.

Nothing.

Just breathing.

Slow.

Steady.

Right against her ear.

And then—

A whisper.

“I’m closer now.”

Claire dropped the phone.

It hit the floor with a sharp crack.

But the call didn’t end.

The voice kept speaking.

From the phone.

From the hallway.

From behind her.

“I can see you.”

Claire spun around.

Nothing.

The hallway was empty.

Dark.

Silent.

But the phone—

Still on the floor—

Lit up again.

Incoming call.

This time…

There was a picture.

Claire leaned closer.

Her heart pounding so hard it hurt.

The image loaded slowly.

Line by line.

A dark hallway.

Her hallway.

Taken from behind.

And in the center of the image—

Her.

Standing exactly where she was now.

Frozen.

Looking at her phone.

Claire’s blood ran cold.

Because the picture—

Was still updating.

As if…

someone…

was still taking it.