Edio Yenye Shavu

The phone rang at exactly 3:17 a.m.—and Liam froze, because the caller ID showed his own name. He stared at the screen for several seconds before answering. The moment he lifted the phone to his ear, he heard breathing… slow, shaky breathing that sounded exactly like his own. “Hello?” Liam whispere…

The phone rang at exactly 3:17 a.m.—and Liam froze, because the caller ID showed his own name. He stared at the screen for several seconds before answering. The moment he lifted the phone to his ear, he heard breathing… slow, shaky breathing that sounded exactly like his own. “Hello?” Liam whispered. For a few seconds, there was only silence. Then a voice spoke. His voice. “Don’t go into the basement.” Liam’s stomach tightened. He lived alone. No one else had a key. “Who is this?” he demanded. T