The operator sounded shocked.

“May you repeat that?”

“There is a dead man in my bed...well...his bed. I’m at his house. His name is Lukas Kim.”

“Lukas Kim is dead?”

“Yes.”

“Holy hell...um...may I have your name and where you are?”

“My name is Eden Catlett, and I actually have no clue where I am right now.”

“Check your location on your phone, if you are inside it should have the house address.”

“Okay then...uh...well...I’m at 268 Rose Street.”

Typing was heard, and the next thing Eden heard was “There will be aid arriving at your place in about twenty minutes.”

“Good to know. Thank you.”

“Would you like me to stay on the call?”

“There are probably much more pressing matters than an already dead man. It’s okay.”

“You don’t know who Lukas Kim is, do you?”

“I know his name, but other than that he is only vaguely familiar, I don’t really think I know him.”

“He is...well was, a famous actor, Mr...uh…”

“Catlett. My last name is Catlett, miss.”

“Ah, yes. Lukas Kim was a famous actor, Mr. Catlett. His last project was that horror movie titled Coincidences.”

“Never heard of it.”

A slight scoff was heard, and Eden knew it was the operator. Eden didn’t have much free time so pop culture and movies and such wen’t things he really cared for. He just wanted to know what the hell happened last night and why this supposedly-famous actor is dead.

“It circles around the death of an actor, and Lukas’ character needs to figure out how and why they died. It has to do with this curesed object or something similar. I’d recommend watching it.”

“I’ll look into it, I hope you enjoy the rest of your day, miss.”

“The same to you.”