I’d had enough of the games.

Jerking the door open, I scanned both sides of the corridor. Empty. Completely, frustratingly empty. That only fueled my irritation.

“If you're going to warn me, at least have the guts to show your damn face!” I shouted into the silence, knowing I wouldn’t get a response.

Whoever was behind the notes was clearly trying to mess with my head. The first message claimed I wasn’t safe inside the residence thanks for the heads-up. As if recent events ...