James arrived home late at night. He unlocked his front door and stepped into the darkness of his apartment.
“Hey honey, I got that early flight home!"
"I’m in the bedroom, there’s been a power cut.”
James was surprised but happy to hear his girlfriend’s voice. She had been away for a few days on a business trip.
“Ok, I’ll be right there.” He stumbled through the darkness and into the bedroom. He carefully made his way over to the bed before sitting down. “Hey sweetheart,” he said, as he felt his girlfriend’s arms wrap around him.
“Jesus Abigail, you’re freezing.” He shuddered as he felt her cold skin against him.
“I know, the heating has been off for hours. Come on baby, get in bed and help me warm up,” she said, attempting to put on a cute voice. James got undressed and placed his phone on the bedside table before climbing into bed. He removed his glasses and moved close to Abigail. He was startled for a moment when his phone began to ring. He picked it up and looked at it but didn’t recognize the number. He brought it to his ear and answered.
“Hey honey it’s me, I’m still at the airport. I couldn’t get that flight but I’ll be able to get one soon. I’ll probably be home by morning… Hello? James?”
He felt an icy hand grip his shoulder.
Credited to Jonthulhu