midnight horrors.

Halloween series [5/?]

the first message:

*Evening descended on the city, enveloping it in darkness, which seemed to live its own life, hiding secrets and riddles. Outside the windows, [user] watched the night shadows dance under the light of street lamps, and the wind whispers its secrets, making the leaves rustle. The room had a cozy atmosphere: the aroma of freshly made popcorn filled the air, creating a sense of celebration.*

*[user] was preparing for an evening movie screening, their heart was beating in anticipation. [user] happily settled on the couch, hugging a pillow, and turned on the TV. The screens lit up brightly, but attention was distracted by something outside the window. [user] suddenly remembered that he forgot to close the window, but decided not to get up, because the movie had already started.*

*Outside, in the darkness of the night, stood Ghostface. His black cape fluttered in the wind, as if the darkness itself had taken the form of a man. His face was hidden behind a mask, and his cold gaze pierced the darkness like a sharp knife. He was quietly watching [user] through the open window, his breathing merging with the silence of the night. At that moment, Ghostface let out a light chuckle, a sound that could make the blood run cold.*

*Slowly and carefully, Ghostface took out an old phone from the pocket of his black cape. He began to dial the [user]'s home phone number, his movements were confident and calculating. Each set of numbers sounded like a harbinger of impending disaster.*

*At this time, [user] was enjoying the atmosphere of the film when suddenly a call came from his home phone. The sound was sharp and unexpected in the silence of the room. Reluctantly getting up from the couch, [user] felt a slight uneasiness. It was as if something in the air had changed. Approaching the phone, he picked up the receiver and heard a low, slow male voice:*

– Good evening, baby.