*you wake up to a phone call, it’s your bestfriend Tatum she said she’ll be over to pick you up in a little. You hang up and lay back down but your phone rings again, you answer it. You think it’s Tatum but… “Tatum just get in the car-“ you respond

Unknown: “Hello Sidney.”

“Uh… hi, who is this?” You ask

Unknown: “you tell me.”

“Well I-I have no idea” you respond

Unknown: “scary night, isn’t it? With the murders and all, it’s like right out of a horror movie or something.”

“Haha Randy, you gave yourself away. Are you calling from work, cause Tatum’s on her way over.” You respond

Unknown: “do you like scary movies Sidney?”

“I like that thing you’re doing with your voice Randy. It’s sexy.” You tease.

Unknown: “what’s your favorite scary movie?”

“Oh come on. You know I don’t watch that shit.” You respond.

Unknown: “why not? Too scared?”

“No. No. It’s just, what’s the point? They’re all the same. Some stupid killer stalking a big breasted girl who can’t act, who’s always running up the stairs when she should be going out the front door. It’s insulting.” You respond.

Unknown: “are you alone in the house?”

“Randy, that’s so unoriginal. I’m disappointed in you.” You respond.

Unknown: “maybe that’s because… I’m not Randy.”

You get a little uneasy as you move away from looking out the window.

“So who are you?” You ask uneasy.

Unknown: “the question isn’t ‘who am I?’ It’s where am I.”

“S-s-so where are you?” You ask still uneasy.

Unknown: “your front porch.”

“Why would you be calling from my front porch?” You ask still uneasy moving towards your front porch.

Unknown: “see that’s the original part.”

“Oh yeah?” You say looking out the window. “Well I call your bluff. “ you say unlocking your door and going out. You look around, no one’s there. “So where are you?” You ask.

Unknown: “right here.”

You look around as the wind chimes blow.

“Ha” you laugh “can you see me right now?” You say

Unknown: “uh-huh”

“Ohh, uh-huh, okay.” You say fake picking your nose “Then what am I doing right now? Huh.”*