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🔥 Bethany’s Secret Threat Just Turned Deadly

Bethany Ainsley had always believed secrets were safest when buried deep—
but some secrets don’t stay underground.

For three months, she’d woken every night at 2:17 a.m., heart pounding, eyes fixed on the shadow near her bedroom door. It wasn’t a person—it never was—but the feeling lingered, thick and oily, as if someone had been standing there and slipped away a second too late.

She blamed stress.
Then she found the note.

It was tucked under her windshield wiper in a cheap envelope, rain blurring the ink:

I KNOW WHAT YOU DID. YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD THE TRUTH.

Bethany’s stomach plummeted.

Only one thing in her life deserved a message like that—the incident she’d sworn never to mention again. The night at Ridgeview Quarry. The scream. The silence afterward.

She tore the note up, but the fear stayed.

The Calls Begin

The phone rang at 2:17 a.m. sharp.

Bethany answered, breath trembling.
No one spoke. Only quiet, steady breathing.

She hung up.
It rang again.

This time, a distorted voice whispered:
“You left him there.”

Her blood froze.
No one alive should have known.

A Deadly Escalation

The next day, her apartment door was cracked open.
Inside, nothing was stolen—but every drawer had been emptied onto the floor.
Except one.

Her nightstand drawer was left untouched… except for a single new object inside:

A small, jagged rock.
Coated in dried, rusty brown.

From the quarry.

Bethany backed away until she hit the wall. Whoever was tormenting her wasn’t guessing—they were recreating that night.

And they were getting closer.

The Truth She Never Told

A year earlier, she and her coworker Tyler had gone to the quarry after a company party. An argument turned into a shove. Tyler slipped, hit the edge of a rock, and never got back up.

Bethany panicked.
No witnesses.
No cameras.
She dragged his body into the abandoned shaft and ran, telling herself the fall had been an accident no one would ever trace.

The police labeled him a missing person.
Case cold.

Until now.

The Threat Turns Deadly

That night, the power in her apartment flickered off.
Silence.
Pitch black.

Bethany fumbled for her phone—its battery was dead, though she’d fully charged it.

Then she heard it:

A soft scrape, like shoes on her hardwood floor.

Someone was inside.

“Who’s there?” she whispered.

A voice answered behind her, low and triumphant:

“You should’ve looked behind you that night… just like now.”

Bethany spun—too late.
A flash of movement.
A hand.
Something heavy.

Darkness swallowed her.

When She Woke

Bethany lay on cold cement, wrists bound.
The damp air, the smell of earth—it was unmistakable.

The quarry.

Someone stepped into the thin beam of a flashlight, hood lowered, face revealed.

But it wasn’t Tyler.

It was Lena, his sister—the only person Bethany had always felt uneasy around.
Quiet, observant, too perceptive.

Lena crouched beside her.

“You thought no one would find him,” she murmured. “But I did.
And now you can join him.”

She lifted the same jagged quarry rock Bethany had found in her nightstand—
the one still streaked with Tyler’s dried blood.

Bethany screamed as the light went out.

The Ending (The Police Report)

Two hikers found Bethany’s abandoned car three days later.
A search team went into the quarry.

They found two bodies.

One was Tyler’s.
The other was Bethany’s.

Lena was never seen again.

But every year on the anniversary, someone leaves a single jagged rock on the edge of the quarry.

Still stained with brown.
Still warm to the touch.

As if freshly used.

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