When I finally unfolded the crumpled note, I expected something simple.
A thank-you. Maybe a blessing. Something polite and forgettable.
Instead, my stomach tightened as I read the uneven handwriting:
“They are watching you. Check your door camera from tonight at 2:17 AM.”
I stared at the paper, unsure whether to laugh or feel uneasy.
“This has to be a joke,” I muttered.
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