I'm alone in the house. A feeling of dread begins to creep through my shoulders and up my neck. Just then, the telephone rings so loudly that I jump. It takes all the courage I've got to move toward it a step at a time. It rings again as I put my hand on the receiver, and the vibration trembles through my body. "Hello?" I clear my throat and try again. "Hello?" The voice that comes over the phone is a whisper. "Angie?" In the pause that follows I shout, "Who is this?" There's a strange sound, like a sob or even a smothered laugh, and the whisperer continues...