I was so startled that I dropped my phone directly onto my plastered, broken leg. The noise next door stopped. All that remained was dead silence and my own heartbeat, hammering like it might burst out of my chest.No way. It was absolutely impossible.Zach, that mute bastard, had been dead for a month. I made sure his body was completely gone. By now, it would have turned to mud. If he could talk, he would have been in heaven, screaming at me, not standing next door playing ghost.I grabbed my phone. My fingers trembled as I tapped the screen. It was the audio file I had secretly recorded earlier.Perhaps it was just my mind playing tricks on me, or just some hallucination brought on by painkillers.I pressed play. The progress bar moved.Only a harsh, static buzz came through. It sounded like a bad connection or some kind of interference. There was nothing else.There was no man’s roar, no woman’s moan, not even that chilling curse—“Lindy, you’ll die for this.”I turned the
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