In the confines of her kitchen, a solitary girl sat alone, her hands preoccupied with the remnants of an unfinished chore. The sound of a ringing phone permeated the air, prompting her to lift the receiver and press it against her ear. On the other end, a voice filled with foreboding, akin to gravel scraping against metal, sent a chilling message that reverberated through her being… "You shouldn't be calling people this late."