"You have 30 minutes. Do not keep him waiting." a cold voice that once pierced the air says and disappears into the shadows of dark. "Wait! 'Him'? Who's 'Him'?" I shout into complete blackness. I jerk as I hear a switch go off. I swing around, only to see a stool with a little black phone standing on top of it. I begin towards the phone, my every step the only sound I hear. I only have the scent of cement and complete blackness. It's a stingy smell but fine compared to what I thought it might smell like. I stop between the stool and darkness. It begins to ring and I jump back and scream. I stand in silence. The ringing phone fills me with dread. I run to the phone, grasp it, and tear it away from the holder. "Hello?" I ask. No answer. "Hello? Answer me!" I'm yelling now. It cuts in and out with little bits of information. I've got no reception. I'm dead alive.
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Never Again...
Historia CortaA bunch of my own created SHORT STORIES in one book!! All the story types you can think of!! Hope you enjoy!! Xx
