TEXT OR DIE: A Collection of Horror Text Stories

Blackmail at 35,000 Feet

Anonymous: Are you awake?

Charlotte: Who is this?

Anonymous: I need you to do something for me.

Charlotte: Who is this?

Anonymous: That's not important.

Charlotte: Seriously?

[Charlotte glances at the time on her phone.

[She's only halfway through the five-hour flight to Paris.

Anonymous: I'm someone you owe a favor.

Charlotte: Um, nice try, creep.

Charlotte: Blocking your number.

Anonymous: WAIT!

Anonymous: You don't want to do that.

Charlotte: I don't want to block your number?

Charlotte: Doubtful.

Anonymous: If you do, the woman sitting three seats in front of you will die.

[Charlotte's eyes shoot open.

[She desperately searches the crowded cabin of the 737 airplane, but most of the passengers are fast asleep.

Anonymous: You can look all you want.

Anonymous: You'll never find me.

Charlotte: I don't know who this is, but this isn't funny!

Anonymous: I'm not trying to be funny.

Charlotte: What do you want?

Anonymous: I told you...

Anonymous: I need you to do something for me.

Charlotte: Why would I do anything from someone texting me from a blocked number?

Anonymous: Because you owe me a favor.

Charlotte: A favor?

Anonymous: I know what you did, Charlotte.

Anonymous: I've been keeping your secret for two whole years.

Charlotte: What I did?

Charlotte: What does that even mean?

Anonymous: You thought no one would ever find out...

Charlotte: You're lying.

[Charlotte's phone dings, a picture of her and Lucas pops up on the screen.

[It's the last photo they ever took together.

[Charlotte brings a shaky hand to her mouth.

Anonymous: You look surprised.