By David Stewart

Ring Ring. Ring Ring

Hello?

I’m in the kitchen.

Oh no.

I’m in the kitchen.

Oh stop this please. Please stop. I can’t take this anymore.

…I’m in the kitchen. He’s got a knife.

You’re not in the kitchen. There’s nobody there. The kitchen is empty.

The kitchen. I’m in the kitchen.

No you’re not in the kitchen! You’re not! You were but that was 30 years ago. You’re dead now and I’m sorry. I’m sorry they didn’t hear when you rang for help. I really am. I’m sorry you had to die but there’s nothing I can do about it now. I’m just a stranger who bought a house. Please stop calling.

I’m in the kitchen.

There’s nothing I can do. After he killed you he killed himself. I can’t avenge your death and you didn’t leave anything behind. There’s no reason for you to still be here. Please stop calling my number.

The kitchen.

YOU’RE NOT IN THE KITCHEN! You’re not! Please walk to the light or let go or something. Please don’t call me again. I can’t take it anymore.

I’m in-

I’m hanging up. And tomorrow I’m moving out. And then you can have your damn kitchen all to yourself!

Slam.

Ring Ring.

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