Lena's body was never found.
Three weeks later, Mia - her best friend - stood in Lena's eerily quiet apartment. The landlord had finally agreed to let her in to collect Lena's things. The rain was falling, just like that night. The door creaked shut behind her, the echo unnatural.
She stepped over half-packed boxes and untouched dishes. Lena's phone sat on the coffee table. Mia picked it up - the battery was dead, but somehow the screen lit up as soon as she touched it.
A single notification appeared.
Snapchat: 1 New Memory
That wasn't possible. The app shouldn't even open.
Compelled, Mia tapped it.
A video started playing - Lena, filming herself, eyes wild and crying.
"He's here. He keeps sending snaps. They delete themselves. He's not... he's not human."
Static.
Then: a blurry frame. A pale face in the dark behind her. The figure raised its phone - and Lena screamed.
The screen went black.
Mia dropped the phone.
It buzzed again. A new snap. But this time, it was sent to her.
She hesitated, then opened it.
It was a live image - her, standing in Lena's apartment.
And behind her…
A man with long hair. Holding a phone. Smiling.
Mia spun around. Nothing. No one there.
Another snap came in.
"Don't worry. You're next."
Suddenly, her own phone buzzed too. She looked down.
Snapchat is now using your location.
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Want Chapter 3 next? Or maybe a twist where we hear his side?