(If you choose option A, to pick up your phone and check your messages in the last chapter, you should be here.)
Curious as to who had called and not quite sure what else to do, you grab your phone off the nightstand and flip it open. The box showing you have a missed call displays itself, but strange enough under where the number of the caller is supposed to be shown, it bears nothing but the word 'unknown', something you've never witnessed before. You close the message and see that you have a new voicemail. You click 'enter' and put the speaker to your ear, the familiar automated voice telling you that you have one unheard message. It begins to play and you hear a strange, unnerving staticy noise. After a few moments of nothing but this, an unillegable voice starts to speak along with said noise. You can't understand a word they're saying, however, and assume it was just a bad connection. The static suddenly stops and you hear nothing but an annoyed grunt from the unknown person before the click and silence of them hanging up. Just as you are about to close your phone, confused as to what the message was about, the silence is broken by something strange...a whisper, saying the words 'dont look at the picture'. You blink, extremely confused and freaked out by the statement. After a few moments you wonder if you even heard it at all, or if your mind was just playing tricks on you. When you try to replay the message, however, the automated voice tells you there is nothing in your inbox. But that's impossible, right? You sit in silence for a few moments, unsure of what exactly you're supposed to do now. Should you call them back, or would it be a waste of your time? You go with the later, assuming it was just a prank call anyways. You lay back down, still exhausted from the lack of sleep you've had over the past weeks due to the strange dream. You turn your head to look at your alarm clock once again. It now displays the numbers 6:49. Over an hour has passed already? Time goes by fast when you're scared out of your mind, you think to yourself, smiling a bit. Finally calmed down, you close your eyes. After a few moments of nothing but silence, you begin to hear what sounds like a thumping noise. It starts to get louder and louder, and when you open your eyes it suddenly stops. You look around the room, confused as to where it came from. Nothing seems out of the ordinary at first glance, but out of the corner of your eye you notice something strange. You look at the left wall, your eyes focusing on the only other thing there besides the door...your picture of unknown origin. You sit up quickly, straining to look at it more closely. "What the..?" You speak aloud to yourself as you stand up and walk over to it. Your eyes widen and you gasp as you stare at it...the picture has changed! It's no longer the normal photo of the sunset over the countryside, but is now a picture of bare trees in a dark, gray, and foggy forest. The new picture is very eerie, and you swear you can even see the fog moving. What's going on, you wonder to yourself, how is this even possible? You look even closer, mesmerized and slightly afraid by the unexplained change. Your head starts to pound and your vision begins to blur. Before you can even try to understand what's happening, you drop to your knees and everything goes black. You don't wake up.
Your body is found several days later by local police. They have to break down your door, locked from the inside, to get in. Upon entering, the words 'dont look at the picture' are written in blood on the left wall. Your body lays on the floor in a pool of blood, both of your wrists slit. On the left wall, above the blood written words, hangs an empty picture frame. After hours of searching your room and house, they find no traces of any photos. Cause of death is put down as suicide due to mental instability and extreme paranoia.
END
(Feel free to go back to the beginning and see what the other endings are, as well.)