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In the middle of the night...A telephone ring was heard
A hand reaches for the phone, bringing the receiver up to the face of CASEY BECKER, a young girl, no more than sixteen. A friendly face with innocent eyes.
"Hello"
"Hello?" On the other end of the phone, a deep, rural voice can be heard.
"Yes?" the young women ask
"Who is this?" An obviously suspicious question asks
"Who are you trying to reach?" Casey sweetly asks reaching for the popcorn and opening it
"What number is this?" the man kept pushing for answers
"What number are you trying to reach?"
"I don't know." the man's voice tone changed
"I think you got the wrong number."
"Do I~?" a slightly flirting tone can be heard
"It happens. take it easy."
CLICK!
She hangs up the phone. Casey went to the living room, alone. She moves from the living room to the kitchen and just as Casey was halfway to the kitchen...
Then the telephone rings again, Casey went to the phone again
Casey's voice is dripping with a hint of impatience when she says, "Hello."
"I'm sorry. I guess I dialed the wrong number."
"So why did you dial again?"
"To apologize." the person stated suspiciously
"You're forgiven. Bye now."
"Wait, wait, don't hang up." the man stops Casey before she hangs up on him
Casey just stood there and then starts walking around the coach, as she stop infront of a sliding glass door, she look and all she sees is pitch black outside
"What?"
"I want to talk to you for a second."
"They've got 900 numbers for that. Seeya."
CLICK!
Casey hangs up. A grin on her face. As she walks away from the phone goes to the kitchen, and outside of a big country home with a huge sprawling lawn full of big oak trees. It sits alone with no neighbors in sight, the house is completely isolated...Then the phone rings again
Popcorn sizzles in a pot on the stove. Casey covers it with a lid, and as the buttery smell was covered, she went to the telephone, she reach for the portable phone
"Hello."
Why are you unwilling to speak with me?", the man inquires in a sorrowful voice.
"Who is this?"
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