Chi Oma🌸

My neighbor has left his side door unlocked every single night for the past three years. For the first two and a half years, I ignored it. But last night, curiosity finally won, and I stepped inside. I didn't expect to find a fortune in cash, or stolen goods, or even a dark secret. Instead, I found a meticulously organized shrine dedicated entirely to my own life. Every single calendar event, every grocery list I ever threw in the trash, every casual comment I made across the fence cataloged down to the exact hour, date, and mood. Pinned to the center wall was a large corkboard with a single, chilling headline printed in bold letters: Phase Three Begins Tonight. My blood ran cold. I backed out of the house, locked my own front door, and grabbed my phone to call the police. But before my finger hit the keypad, my phone buzzed with an incoming text message from an unknown number. It simply read: “You left your back window open, neighbor. Let's talk."😱