Veil of Vengeance

George-

My friends and I celebrate Halloween night the same every year... Calling random phone numbers we find in our cities phone book. Some people tend to get mad at us or just out right not answering knowing this is what we do every year. This year they were being a little more brutal than they needed to be. Listen I'm aware my friends and I sound like assholes right now but every night I do secretly call each number back to apologize. I understand people don't want to deal with us on halloween but now that we are graduated and this is our last Halloween in our gap year all together, they took their prank call to another level.

One of my friends pick up the phone book and stop on a man named Dream.

"Dream? What kind of name is that? At this point they are literally asking to be prank called." Bridget said while she typed in his number.

Dream answered the phone and they all instantly start throwing insults at him, Bridget even threatened him saying she'll off him. My eyes widen at how brutal they are being as they hang up and laugh.

"You guys are really going to far this year," I say still in shock.

"Oh loosen up Georgie this is our last year doing this they will be fine," Hannah says.

"That's not the point you can really hurt someone feelings. Telling him you're going to literally find him and off him was way over the line," they all stare at me like I'm ruining their fun and just roll their eyes at me. I just sigh knowing I'm not gonna get any where with these brats.

"Fine, fine" Bridget groans. "That was the last one for tonight let's head to bed it's late anyway." Bridget and the other girls get up and all head to their respective sleeping bags.

They all gossip a bit more before actually heading to sleep. I stay up calling each and every number apologizing for their actions, some people curse me out others just thank me. I finally get to the last number Dream.

The Phone Rings....

"Hello," a deep voice replies from the phone.

"Hi, my names George, I just wanted to call and apologize for my friends. They said a lot of cruel shit to you and went way too far. I really hope you can forgive us for our actions."

"What do you mean by us? Where you one of the ones insulting me," his voice sound scratchy and annoyed.

"I mean no but still, I should've stopped them sooner, you didn't deserve anything they said. They are all just sad that this is our last year together I guess and took it too far."

"George, seeing as how you weren't at fault and still apologized, I'll give you 2 minutes to pack your shit and run."

My breath hitches as I speak, "What do you mean?"

The man on the phones voice came back cold devoid of love, "Don't wake your friends or you'll go down with them... get up and pack you shit your time starts now..."

I sit in silence for a bit before replying, "I- I don't understand why would I leave my friends and why do I only have 2 minutes."

"You're waisting your time by asking questions. Get your shit George And Fucking Leave" He put annunciates every word.

"I don't have anything her to get..." I reply my voice slightly low at the thought.

"Well then start running Angel your down to 55 seconds."

I start to look around me for answers, confused as hell. I get up and slowly walk around the girls sleeping I walk to the stairs and sit on them. "What's going to happen if I don't run?"

"I don't think you'll want the answer to that, you have 40 seconds." He starts to click his tongue making the sound of a ticking clock.

My tone is low and shaky as I speak, "What if I said I'm okay with the result and don't wanna run..."

He takes a moment to reply before speaking, "Well why would a perfect Angel like you want to find a date with the death sooner?"

"Nothing about me is perfect..." I whisper.

"What makes you say that?"

My thoughts jumble as I think of my future life, my parents sending me off to marry an abusive rich man. I was stalking his page the other day and saw he was married 15 times already and each one of the people he married boy or girl ended up missing or were found dead.

I take a breath, "What is the difference of dying now or dying later? At least right now it's my choice."

The man doesn't reply for a while before a low chuckle comes from his breath. "You have 10 seconds to change your mind and run."

"I'm not running." I reply my voice still shaking but my ton leaves no room for rebuttal.

"Well why don't you come open the door for me, make it easier on me would ya?"

I don't reply but I slowly get up and start walking down the stairs quietly trying to make sure they don't creak. My breath is shaky as the door way comes to view. There is a small tapping at the glass door and an outline of a man is in view.

I slowly walk towards the door and my hand reaches for the locks slowly unlocking them. The tapping continues through out. My hand stays on the door knob shaking yet not moving to turn it.

"Don't Be Afraid Now... Open. The. Door."

My hand still shakes as I slowly open the door and am greeted by a man. Tall. 6 foot tall at least. He had a X face mask on that glowed green and blue. I can't see his face but I can tell he is smirking bits of his wave dirty brown hair fall from underneath the hood he is also wearing.

He slowly takes a few strides towards me before slowing his steps and backing me to a wall.

"Apologies. Apologies Angel. How will your friends apologize to your parents when they wake up and find you dead, all because of a prank phone call."

I start to tremble against the wall. He takes the knife and stabs it into the wall above my head.

" No where to run now. Ready to die?"

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