B - Rabbit.

Night. Jimmy finally finished a tough shift and made it home. As usual, the apartment was a mess, his mother was already asleep, and there was barely any food in the kitchen. He didn't even bother cooking and simply collapsed on the couch, hoping for at least a few hours of decent sleep. His head ached from lack of sleep, his body ached from work, but for some reason he couldn't fall asleep.

He lay there for a long time, staring at the ceiling and thinking about how he'd have to work another shift tomorrow. The job was crap, the pay was constantly tight, and his boss was unlikely to give him extra hours. Eventually, fatigue finally got the better of him, and Jimmy fell asleep.

His phone woke him up. An unknown number appeared on the screen. Jimmy stared at it for a few seconds, trying to figure out who was calling at this hour, but finally answered, irritated.

"Who is this?"

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds. Jimmy was about to hang up when an unfamiliar voice finally spoke.

"You finished your shift late today."

Jimmy frowned and rose from the couch.

"How do you know this?"

"I saw you."

Jimmy woke up completely. He looked at the dark window, then at the front door.

"Where?"

There was silence on the line again.

"What difference does it make? You'll be going back to work soon anyway."

After these words the call ended.

Jimmy held the phone to his ear for a few seconds, confused. Then he looked at the time and frowned even more. The call was clearly not accidental.

And the worst thing was that the stranger knew not only about his work, but also when he was returning home.