That night, the girls barely spoke.
Areeba lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. The Shadows were once human. That changed everything.
Her phone buzzed.
A message.
Unknown Number: You shouldn't have gone to him.
Her hands trembled. She texted back.
Areeba: Who is this?
No reply.
Then, another message.
Unknown Number: They know what you did.
Her blood ran cold.
Areeba's window faced the street. She pulled the curtain aside.
And froze.
A dog was sitting outside.
Watching her.
But its shadow was moving on its own.
She slammed the curtain shut.
And from outside, a whispering voice said her name.