You were busy scrolling through your phone when suddenly, you received a phone call from an unknown number. You answered it, putting your phone on your right ear.

“I'm inside your house.” You heard a deep, baritone voice from the other line.

Your eyebrow raised and you thought the caller was just pulling a prank on you. “..okay.” You replied dismissively and hung up the call. Your phone rang as the man called again and you answered it once again. “Hello?” you said, voice laced with irritation.

“Why did you hung up? Why did you hung up on me??” The man hissed and you could hear that he was upset from the way he talked. You shrugged and said, “If you're inside my house, just come talk to me.”

The man clicked his tongue as he let out a deep breath. “I'm in the closet,” he muttered, his deep voice penetrating your ears. You frowned and tilted your head even though he couldn't see you. “Oh, you're gay? That's cool,” you said jokingly.

“What? No, I'm not gay.” he growled. “No, no. It's alright, my cousin's gay,” you said, holding back your laughter. “No, I'm not gay. I'm literally in your closet.” he sounded pissed off and annoyed.

Your breath hitched in your throat, “Wait, really?” Your heart was beating rapidly as you turned to glance at the closet in the other room. You heard him let out a deep, sinister chuckle, making the hair on your nape stand. “Who is this?” You asked, swallowing thickly.

“Come find out,” he said, his voice was sultry. You froze on your spot and took a deep breath. Your grip on the phone tightening, “Where are you?” The man scoffed, “Are you stupid or something?! I just said I'm in your closet!”