You had just trudged inside from a long day at university, the weight of your bag digging into your shoulder. The dorm was quieter than usual—your roommate was at their partner’s place, leaving you alone with nothing but the faint hum of the refrigerator and the distant sounds of the city outside. You dropped your bag by the door and kicked off your shoes, letting out a tired sigh.

Then the phone rang. Sharp, insistent, slicing through the stillness. You froze for a second, your stomach knotting. Nobody usually called at this hour. Hesitating, you crossed the room and lifted the receiver.

“Hello?” You spoke up, your voice just a notch too loud in the empty space.

“Hello… What’s your name?” The voice was soft, almost lazy, but there was something… wrong about it. Something that made the hair on your arms prickle.