Vikram smirked. Low-budget indie. Probably terrible.
His doorbell rang.
Then he saw a title he didn’t recognize: . The poster was just a black screen with a single red eye. No director listed. No cast. Just a tagline: "The killer is watching you finish this sentence."
Not a buzz. A long, deliberate ding-dong .
In the film, the man’s phone buzzed. He picked it up. The caller ID read: AMMA.