It was 6:00 AM, just an hour after the man exited the apartment, when Lily had awoken.
She stretched her arms out wide, and as she stretched, she noticed an old wooden chair from her kitchen that somehow ended up beside her bed. Classical music was playing on her record player.
A few minutes after sitting in her bed, trying to figure out what was going on, her phone began to ring.
Lily ran to the living room and answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Hi, Lily." said an unknown voice.
"Um...hi? Who is this?"
"You know, silly."
"I think you're the silly one, calling me at six-in-the-morning. I don't even know who you are."
"I know I'm silly." laughed the voice.
"You sound familiar."
"Well, you know who I am, so I'd imagine so."
"I feel like I know who you are, but I don't know you personally."
"You should."
Out of fear, Lily hung the phone up and sat it down.
"Who was that?" She wondered.
