short stories [mystic messenger]

unknown [part one]

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A pair of trembling hands held onto a device. Her eyes scanned over the text over and over again. Why did this seem so, strange? No, it wasn't strange, it was abnormal. She shouldn't be here. Why was she out in a hallway anyways? She huffed and picked at her jeans to ease her anxiety, "What am I doing? I'm supposed to be at the library.." she mumbled out loud, "Kindness... Why do I have to be kind? Why can't I just tell someone no." Her shoulders slouched, "No I would never say no... That's too mean." She directed her attention towards her phone. The text message was direct. The person who she was speaking to seem nice. But she wasn't supposed to trust strangers. She couldn't help it.

Unknown: I'll send you the digits. Try it.

Her fingers shook and she read the text. She slowly brought her hand to the keypad on the door. Her finger hung over the keypad as she paused. Should she really try to break into this house? She should at least ask first... right?

Shouldn't I ring the doorbell first?

Unknown: Hmm. You're right!

Unknown: Sorry, I wasn't thinking straight.

Unknown: Then ring the doorbell.

She huffed out a breath of air and moved her shaky hands towards the doorbell. She rang the doorbell, it was silent for a moment until she turned her direction towards her phone again.

I don't think anyone's inside...

Unknown: Hmm. No choice then.

Unknown: I guess the place is empty.

Unknown: Why don't you press the code?

That was a great question. Why didn't you press the code? She mumbled curses under her breath, "Yeah why don't you open the door. What are you possibly scared of. You have nothing better to do." Her fingers drummed against her keypad on her phone.

"Okay. I will."

She ran her hands through her hair. And slowly imputed the numbers on the keypad. There could be anything behind this door. A murder possibly? Maybe a nice family? Who knows. The door slowly opened up and she glanced down on her phone.

Unknown: Good.

The door's open.

Unknown: Good. Why don't you go inside?

She huffed, "Inside. Can't I just leave this phone outside? Man, why do I have to get involved in things like this? I could've just stayed inside like a normal person."

Can I just enter a stranger's house?

Unknown: You can just leave a note. I'll give you my info.

Unknown: If something happens, you can just show my messages. That'll do.

She raised an eyebrow. Why didn't you tell me that from the start? I'm over here shaking and I could've just left a note?? Man.

She left a quick message to the unknown person and walked inside.

Unknown to her, the very man was standing watching her. He hummed, "Interesting. I'll come to you later [name]."