Timeless: A Collection of Short Stories

Notes

*death warning*

((Author's Note: Please don't read this if you are young))

Tiari was always receiving notes. They weren't written in blood or made using only newspaper clippings, but she still didn't like them. Especially since she lived alone.

It had been months since the first note arrived. Tiari had begun to write back to the stranger that only referred to himself as "G." Her thoughts were always flooded with thoughts of him: what he looked like, why he had chosen her, and most importantly, who he even was.

As she sat on the bus on the way home, Tiari pondered the mystery. She had considered taking the notes to the police, but G had never done anything to hurt her, so she changed her mind. She was so enveloped in her thoughts that she barely noticed when they got to her stop, but she certainly did noticed the man who stood in front of her door.

"Hello?" she called out quietly, voice quivering.

The man turned around and turned to face her. "Hello, Tiari."

Tiari felt around in her pockets, looking for her phone. The man tutted and held it up. "Looking for this?"

She tried to run away but the man held a knife to her throat.

"You shouldn't have trusted me, Tiari." G ran the knife against her neck.