: The Stormy NightThe rain pounded against the window of a lonely cabin on the outskirts of town. Daniel Reed sat in the dimly lit room, his hands trembling as he gripped a glass of whiskey. His heartbeat was erratic, his mind clouded with thoughts he could no longer control. His clothes were damp from the storm, but that wasn’t what made his skin feel cold.It was the boy.The last thing Daniel had heard before silence filled the woods was the child’s scream—the last cry. And now, that sound echoed in his ears, refusing to leave him.He took another sip of whiskey, but it did nothing to drown the guilt gnawing at his insides. He told himself it was an accident. It had to be. He hadn’t meant to kill the boy. But the body was still out there in the woods, buried beneath the wet earth, and no excuse could undo that.A loud crack of thunder rattled the cabin. Daniel flinched, his fingers tightening around the glass. He needed to stay calm. He had been careful. No one had seen him. No one knew.Or so he thought.Chapter 2: The Missing BoyThe next morning, the town awoke to unsettling news—Ethan Carter, a ten-year-old boy, was missing. His mother, Julia Carter, stood outside the police station, her tear-streaked face pale as she pleaded with the officers."He was playing in the backyard, and then… he was gone. He wouldn’t just run away!"Sheriff Tom Dawson listened patiently before nodding. "We’ll start a search immediately."Within hours, volunteers combed the town, calling Ethan’s name, while officers questioned neighbors. The search stretched toward the dense forest that bordered the town—the same forest where Daniel had buried the body.Daniel watched from his cabin window as search parties moved closer. His pulse quickened. It was only a matter of time before they found something. He had to do something.Chapter 3: The Stranger’s CallThat evening, as Daniel sat in the dark, his phone buzzed. A message flashed on the screen:"I know what you did."Daniel’s breath caught in his throat. His fingers hovered over the screen. Who could it be? Who had seen?He typed back. "Who is this?"No response.His phone rang. He hesitated before answering. "Hello?"A deep, distorted voice spoke. "You left a mess, Daniel."Daniel’s grip tightened. "Who are you?"Silence. Then, a chilling chuckle. "That doesn’t matter. What matters is… I know where the body is."The call disconnected.Daniel’s entire body stiffened. Someone knew. Someone had been watching.And they weren’t done with him yet.Chapter 4: A Game of FearThe messages continued throughout the night."The ground is still soft. Easy to dig up.""He was just a kid, Daniel. How could you?""Tick-tock. Time’s running out."Daniel’s paranoia grew. He barely slept, afraid that at any moment, someone would knock on his door with handcuffs. He thought about running, but where? He couldn’t just disappear. That would make him look guilty.The next morning, another text came. "Meet me at the old barn. Midnight. Or I go to the cops."Daniel had no choice.Chapter 5: Midnight ConfessionsThe barn stood at the edge of the woods, abandoned for years. As Daniel arrived, the wind howled through the cracks, and the rusted door creaked as he pushed it open."Hello?" His voice wavered.A shadow moved in the corner. Footsteps echoed on the wooden floor."You took your time," the voice said.Daniel’s heart pounded. "Who are you?"The figure stepped forward, and Daniel’s breath hitched. It was Ethan Carter.But that was impossible.Ethan was dead.Daniel had seen the life leave his eyes.The boy stood there, pale and motionless, his eyes hollow and dark. "Why did you kill me, Mr. Reed?"Daniel stumbled back, his throat dry. "I… it was an accident."Ethan took another step. "Was it?"Daniel’s mind screamed that this wasn’t real. His head spun. Was he dreaming? Was he losing his mind?Then, Ethan smiled—a cold, knowing smile. "You can’t escape what you did."The lights flickered. The barn filled with whispers. Daniel covered his ears, but the voices grew louder."You left me in the cold, Mr. Reed.""You buried me like garbage.""You thought no one would know?"Daniel collapsed to his knees, shaking. "I’m sorry!" he sobbed. "I didn’t mean to—"The whispers stopped.When Daniel looked up, Ethan was gone.The barn was silent.Had it all been in his head?Chapter 6: The UnravelingThe next morning, Daniel woke up in his cabin, drenched in sweat. The night fel been too real.His phone buzzed. Another message."That was just the beginning."Daniel snapped. He had to end this. He grabbed a shovel and rushed into the woods. He needed to move the body before someone else did.But when he reached the shallow grave, his heart stopped.The ground was disturbed. The dirt was tossed aside.