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I could still feel my hands shaking after locking the door. I walked towards the bed, placing the kitchen knife that I kept with myself after hearing the news.

My fingers trembled as I hit the call button. Placing it on the ear, I glared at the door.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

Calculated three rings and the call was recieved. "Hello. This is emergency helpline number. How can I help you?" The person behind spoke fast. "He is here. That killer...uhh...b-bunny killer..he is here." My voice slow and shaking. So am I.

"Okay, mam. First, calm down. Okay. Now listen to me. We are tracing your number. We will send help to you as soon as we can. Hide yourself somewhere till the help arrives." It was lady. She spoke in hurried yet calm manner. Unable to answer, i nodded my head.

She again asked something, my mind not focusing. I could hear him. He was downstairs, walking around.

"Do you got any weapons to protect yourself?" The voice from other side asked. "Kitchen knife." I kept my answer short. I don't want him to know, I'm here.

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