I reached for the power button, but the screen stayed black. The battery hadn't died; the phone was cold, as if it had never been turned on at all.
"I don't think it's following anymore," a girl’s voice whispered. She sounded young, maybe seventeen. IMG_0430.MOV
I found the phone in the "untested" bin of a dusty thrift store on the edge of town—a cracked iPhone 6s with a faded sticker of a sunflower on the back. For five dollars, I figured if I couldn't fix it, I’d at least have some spare parts. I reached for the power button, but the screen stayed black