Megosztott hang

[whisper] Last night... I heard someone calling my name. The street was empty. Just... silence. Then suddenly - "Ahmed..." The voice... it sounded exactly like mine. I looked around. No one there. I kept walking. But then - "Ahmed... come here." This time... closer. My heart was pounding. I turned around. Still no one. The air went cold. And then - right behind me - "Ahmed... don't run." I froze. I looked back. Nothing. But this time... the voice came from in front of me. Waiting... in