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it started on an unassuming Tuesday
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night Lisa Matthews a 29-year-old
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marketing executive had just wrapped up
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another exhausting day at the office she
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trudged into her small apartment dropped
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her keys on the counter and collapsed
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onto the couch the glow of her phone
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illuminated the dimly lit living room as
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it rested on the coffee table it's
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screen black but inviting Lisa exhaled
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deeply thinking about the mounting
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deadlines and unrelenting clients she
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pulled her hair into a messy bun grabbed
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a slice of leftover pizza from the
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fridge and settled back onto the couch
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with Netflix playing faintly in the
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background it was nearing midnight when
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her phone buzzed just a single vibration
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soft yet jarring in the quiet room she
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glanced at it but saw no notification no
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missed calls texts emails nothing she
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picked it up and unlocked the screen
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maybe it was a phantom Buzz she thought
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her phone had been glitchy lately with a
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she placed it back on the table and
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returned to her show but a minute later
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it buzzed again this time the vibration
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lasted longer as if the phone were
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struggling to send a message Lisa
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furrowed her brow and rechecked the
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screen still nothing no app
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notifications no social media updates
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just the plain home screen staring back
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at her weird she muttered placing it on
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silent mode she turned back to the TV
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but the uneasy feeling said settled in
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her chest like a Cold Stone the air
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seemed heavier now the shadows in her
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apartment deeper she told herself it was
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just her imagination at 12:03 a.m. her
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phone buzzed again this time a
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notification appeared unknown number are
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you awake Lisa's heart skipped a beat
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she didn't recognize the number and no
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name was attached she hesitated before
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opening the message unknown number I can
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see you her hands trembled slightly as
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she read the text was this some kind of
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prank she looked around her living room
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the Shadows stretching eerily across the
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walls the blinds were drawn but she
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couldn't shake the feeling that someone
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was watching her she tyed a response her
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fingers tapping the screen nervously
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Lisa who is this the reply came almost
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instantly unknown number you shouldn't
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have asked a chill ran down her spine
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glancing toward the front door to ensure
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it was locked she checked the windows
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double checked the peole and turned on
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every light in the apartment the room
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flooded with brightness but the uneasy
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feeling didn't fade she decided to block
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the number her hands fumbled as she
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navigated her phone settings but she
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eventually hit the block button sighing
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with relief she set the phone down and
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turned back to her show trying to
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convince herself it was just a random
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troll but but the phone buzzed again
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Lisa's pulse quickened as she looked at
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her phone the notification wasn't a text
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this time it was a photo the sender was
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still listed as an unknown number even
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though she had blocked it the photo
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showed her apartment door the very door
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she had just checked minutes ago the
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1206 a.m. she froze her mind raced with
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possibilities could it be her neighbor
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pulling a prank or a delivery driver who
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got the wrong address
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but no one had knocked or rung the Bell
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her breathing grew shallow slowly she
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approached the door her phone clutched
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tightly in her hand she leaned toward
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the peephole and peered out nothing the
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hallway was empty eily silent her phone
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buzzed again another photo this time it
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was the living room window taken from
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outside Lisa's knees buckled and she
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stumbled backward she hadn't heard
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anyone outside no no footsteps no
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movement the blinds were still drawn but
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the photo it was unmistakable someone
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had been there standing just outside her
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window Lisa's heart pounded against her
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ribs she grabbed a kitchen knife and
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moved to the center of the room away
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from the windows and doors her phone
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buzzed again and this time it was a
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video the video was short only a few
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seconds long it showed her sitting on
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the couch just moments ago staring at
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her phone the camera angle suggested it
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had been taken from behind her a scream
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Rose in her throat but she swallowed it
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her body trembling uncontrollably she
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spun around knife raised but the room
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was empty the silence pressed against
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her ears deafening and oppressive her
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phone buzzed again this time it was a
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voice message with shaking hands she
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pressed play The Voice was low distorted
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and malevolent why do you lock your
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doors when I'm already inside the knife
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slipped from her hand and clattered to
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the floor Lisa's Vision blurred as Tears
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welled In Her Eyes she bolted toward the
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front door her instincts screaming at
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her to get out to run but as she reached
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for the lock her phone buzzed again the
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message read don't open the door her
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fingers hovered over the lock she turned
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to look behind her the hair on her neck
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standing on end she couldn't see anyone
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but the feeling of being watched was
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over overwhelming what do you want she
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screamed her voice breaking the only
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response was her phone buzzing again
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this time it was a live stream the
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thumbnail showed her apartment viewed
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from above as if from a corner of the
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ceiling she clicked on it and the stream
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opened it was her living room right now
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in real time the camera panned slowly
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capturing her trembling form in the
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center of the room she looked up
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scanning the ceiling but there was no
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sign of a camera or any device that
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could be filming her please she
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whispered tears streaming down her face
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please stop the stream ended abruptly
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and a new message appeared it's too late
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the lights flickered and then went out
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plunging the apartment Into Darkness
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Lisa's breathing was ragged as she
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groped for her phone it screened the
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only source of light she backed into a
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corner clutching it tightly her phone
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buzzed one last time the message read
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look behind you Lisa's chest tightened
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every fiber of her being screamed at her
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not to turn around but the compulsion
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was too strong slowly she turned her
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head the dim glow of her phone
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Illuminating the space behind her a
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figure loomed in the shadows its face
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obscured but its presence undeniable the
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last thing Lisa saw was her phone screen
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flashing one final notification thank