The Lost Loved One

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(Y/N)'s POV

     After the intruder left I didn't bother shutting my window. Instead I got my computer to see that clever bot was open.
CB: (Y/N)?
(Y/N): Ben? Is that you?
CB: Yep.
(Y/N): Okay. So here's a rundown of what the hell just happened. So there's storm and no trees near my window, I heard tapping, so I decided to open my window to see if it was a cat. I was so FUCKING wrong. This person came in, pinned me, and held a knife to my throat they threatened me to stay away from Hoodie or they'll kill someone close to me. Ben, I'm scared.
CB: HOLY SHIT
(Y/N): ...
CB: Maybe if you sleep you'll feel better.
      Just then my phone went off. It was a ... hospital? I answered it.
     "Hello? Is this (Y/N) (L/N)?" It sounded like a lady.
      "Yes." I answered.
      "We would like to inform you that you're grandfather has passed away due to unknown reasons."
      "..." I didn't reply. I just hung up. A few seconds later Ben was in my room, hugging me.
      "I listened to the phone call ..." He rubbed my back as I screamed and cried. Then suddenly, the power shut out. We started hearing evil laughs of woman and ticks of a clock. Then suddenly ...
     

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