Coming back home from the park with your dog, you plop yourself on the bed and replay the moment when a strange man, around your age, came to pet your dog and talked to you. The conversation was short, but it feels oddly weird now that you think about it, even if it flattered you a bit.

Shaking the eerie feeling off, you grab your phone from your pocket. The first thing you see is a message from an unknown number.

Today 6:15PM 『Goodnight, darling ♡』

Your heart rapidly beats in your chest, beads of sweat forming on your forehead as you start to feel anxious. You assume that it might be a text from the man from the park. You try calming yourself down by thinking of possibilities—it might be a prank? A wrong number? Maybe even one of your friends who changed their phone number?

Suddenly, your phone starts ringing. It's from the same number who just texted you. Against your better judgment, you answer, and the world around you seems to freeze when you hear the voice—it's exactly the same as the man from the park.

"I thought I'd give you a call to properly say goodnight."

"How did you get my phone number?"

The man chuckles over the phone, clearly enjoying the way your voice trembles with fear.

"It's easy, love. I simply read the number on your dog's collar."

You're speechless, shocked—you hope this is all just a dream. Silence hangs between you before the man speaks again.

"All I want is you, darling. Just let me in your house and we'll just... talk." He speaks sinisterly, sending chills down your spine.