You Got Mail

Outside My Home

At 12:30 AM, a woman was up texting her friends. As she was playing a game on her phone, waiting for a reply, a ping came from her phone.

"Oh, it must be Karen." She said quietly to herself.

The text had come from a number she didn't recognize, but she looked at it anyway.

Cassandra. I am on your street. The text read.

The woman didn't think much of it, thinking that it was probably just one of her other friends playing a joke on her. Eventually, she finished her conversation and went to sleep. The next day, she got four new messages.

Cassandra, I am at your fork in the road. Read the first one.

Cassandra, I see your neighbor's house. Read the second one.

The two other messages were pictures of her house. One from the front and one from her bedroom window of her sleeping. The woman reported this to the police, and they tracked the phone to some old Samsung from across town. It had been dumped into a bush and had blood all over it. To this day, the woman still does not know who that was.