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"you will die in 24 hours"
That's the text I received this morning when I woke up, who could have possibly send me such non-sense? could it be Gary my stalker ex? will he be outside my apartment hiding in the bushes with a gun once it's 24 hours?
No it can't be him, last time I checked Gary was in Hawaii with his girlfriend who strangely looks a lot like me. I must be hard to forget if he is dating a me look-alike. Who could have possibly send me such a strange message?
I have to go on with my life, I can't let this affect me. I have to get ready and head to the hospital. As a surgeon, I barely have time to pack a lunch bag. I have a demanding schedule, last night was one of those odd nights where I finished work early and was able to get home at a decent time.
As I drive to work, I can't help but think someone is after me. I only have 3 exes and only one of them is crazy enough to stalk me. What if I go to the police and show them the text? perhaps they'll be able to track where it came from. No one is dumb enough to send a text like that on their personal phone, this has to be from a burner phone. As I merge into the right line, a car speed right past me almost slamming into my car. What was odd is that the driver kept looking at as they passed me, who was that? why do I feel someone watching me?
what if I die in 24 hours would I want to spend it at work? it was right then and there I decided to call in sick to work just so I can figure out what's going on.
" It must be something I ate last night, will you for cover me?"
James and I go way back, I cover for him and he has yet cover for me. Today is his lucky day because he will have chance to return the favor.
" I don't believe you, there's no way you're sick. You never miss a day, but whatever it is take care of it and come back because we need you."
" thank you James."
I take the next exit and head back to my apartment.
I look around and nothing is out of place, my neighbor's cat is sitting on my porch again. The school bus is picking up all the kids on my street. I walk in my apartment and instantly I can tell something has changed. The light in bathroom is off, I never turn it off. Quietly I sneak in my office trying not to make any noise, my floor normally creaks when I walk. If someone is in here with me, they are not getting out and that's a promise.
I grabbed the gun in my safe and head for my bedroom as I hear things falling off my dresser...