MINE TO BULLY
**Unknown: Whatever happens tomorrow, just know it's not your fault.
Ezra frowned at the screen, a cold, creeping unease working its way up his spine.
**Ezra: What's supposed to happen tomorrow?**
No reply.
**Ezra: Hello?**
**Ezra: You're scaring me a little.**
Still nothing. He watched the screen for a full minute, then two, his heartbeat loud in his own ears.
Finally, one last message appeared.
**Unknown: Tomorrow everyone will know.**
Ezra sat bolt upright in bed, phone gripped so tightly his knuckles ached.