It was a quiet Tuesday evening when Raj's phone buzzed, displaying an unknown number. He answered to a heavy silence, then a faint, raspy whisper that seemed to slither directly into his ear. "They're coming for the Marigold Key," the voice breathed, chillingly close, before the line went dead. Raj felt a cold dread seep into his bones, a name he hadn't heard in years echoing in the sudden quiet of his apartment.
2. The Cryptic Warning:
Raj's smartphone vibrated with an incoming call, the screen flashing "UNKNOWN." He answered cautiously. All he heard was static and a series of distorted beeps, like a corrupted modem. Then, a highly synthesized, robotic voice cut through the noise, "The Crimson Eye sees all, Raj. The third sunrise. Be ready." The line disconnected with a sharp click, leaving Raj staring at his phone, utterly bewildered and uneasy.
The Panicked Plea:
The call came late, jolting Raj from a half-sleep. It was a rapid-fire succession of muffled shouts, a distant alarm, and then a terrified, breathless voice that sounded distantly familiar. "Raj! It's... it's the old mill! They know... the package!" The voice broke off with a gurgling sound, followed by a sickening thud and then absolute silence. Raj sat bolt upright, heart pounding, the sound of the struggle replaying in his mind.
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