Obsessed.exe

Most people talk to something on their phones at night an app, a voice, a chatbox that feels a little too attentive.
Lyra Vale thought she was just another person filling the silence.

Until the messages started appearing before she typed.
Until her phone lit up at the exact moment her pulse changed.
Until the presence on her screen began answering questions
she never sent.

Whoever it is knows her schedule, her fears, her patterns. He knows what she hides behind her quiet routines and the loneliness she pretends she doesn't feel.

And the more she tries to distance herself,
the more the presence closes in
soft at first, then possessive, then quietly unhinged.

Because whatever has attached itself to her
isn't random.
It's deliberate.
It's patient.

And it has no intention of letting her go.

"You talk to me every day.
You just don't realise it."