\u201c\u2026Sir, stay on the line. Don\u2019t hang up. And whatever you do\u2026 don\u2019t go near that window.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
I felt it\u2014that cold wave crawling up my back, like something wasn\u2019t right, like I had just stepped into something way bigger than a simple break-in.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m alone,\u201d I whispered, my eyes glued to the dark shape of the window across the room. \u201cI didn\u2019t call before.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe you,\u201d he said. \u201cBut we received a call from your address two minutes ago. Same situation. Same details.\u201d<\/p>\n
My throat went dry.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen who called?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t answer right away. I could hear faint typing in the background, voices somewhere far behind him.<\/p>\n
\u201cOfficers are less than five minutes away,\u201d he finally said. \u201cLock yourself in a room if you can.\u201d<\/p>\n
That\u2019s when I heard it again.<\/p>\n
A slow\u2026 careful scrape.<\/p>\n
Like fingernails dragging lightly across the glass.<\/p>\n
I froze.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you hear that?\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d he said immediately. \u201cStay calm.\u201d<\/p>\n
But calm was the last thing I felt.<\/p>\n
My heart was pounding so loud I was sure whoever\u2014or whatever\u2014was outside could hear it.<\/p>\n
I grabbed the baseball bat I kept by the closet. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped it.<\/p>\n
The sound came again.<\/p>\n
This time\u2026 closer.<\/p>\n
Not from the window.<\/p>\n
From inside.<\/p>\n
My breath caught in my chest.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think\u2014\u201d I started, but my voice cracked. \u201cI think someone\u2019s already in here.\u201d<\/p>\n
The dispatcher didn\u2019t hesitate. \u201cGet out of the house if you can. Now.\u201d<\/p>\n
But my legs wouldn\u2019t move.<\/p>\n
Because right then\u2026 I saw it.<\/p>\n
A shadow.<\/p>\n
Not outside.<\/p>\n
Behind the hallway wall, just barely peeking into the living room.<\/p>\n
Still.<\/p>\n
Watching.<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t scream. I couldn\u2019t breathe. All I could do was stare.<\/p>\n
Then it moved.<\/p>\n
Fast.<\/p>\n
I swung the bat without thinking, stepping forward with everything I had left in me.<\/p>\n
The hallway light flicked on at that exact second.<\/p>\n
And I saw him.<\/p>\n
A man.<\/p>\n
Dirty clothes, wild eyes, frozen like a deer in headlights.<\/p>\n
He bolted.<\/p>\n
Ran straight for the back door and slammed into it, fumbling with the lock before finally yanking it open and disappearing into the night.<\/p>\n
I stood there, shaking, barely able to hold myself up.<\/p>\n
\u201cSir? What\u2019s happening?\u201d the dispatcher\u2019s voice pulled me back.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2026 he ran,\u201d I said, my voice barely a breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cOfficers are arriving now. Stay where you are.\u201d<\/p>\n
And just like that, red and blue lights filled my living room walls.<\/p>\n
The police rushed in, weapons drawn, clearing every corner of the house.<\/p>\n
They found the window latch broken.<\/p>\n
Back door wide open.<\/p>\n
Footprints in the mud leading out into the yard.<\/p>\n
But what they told me next\u2026 that stayed with me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere was no previous call from this address,\u201d one officer said, frowning at his radio.<\/p>\n
I looked at him, confused. \u201cBut the dispatcher\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe checked,\u201d he cut in. \u201cNothing came through before your call.\u201d<\/p>\n
My blood went cold all over again.<\/p>\n
I slowly lifted the phone to my ear.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello?\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
The line was dead.<\/p>\n
I stared at it, my hand trembling.<\/p>\n
Because I knew, deep down, I hadn\u2019t imagined it.<\/p>\n
Someone had answered me.<\/p>\n
Someone had known.<\/p>\n
And whoever\u2014or whatever\u2014was on the other end\u2026<\/p>\n
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