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Crime Scene

Detective Jenson got a call from one of his colleagues after they went to the crime scene. "It's a crime scene. Of course there's blood." Detective Jenson said annoyed. The other line cracked, "No you don't understand the blood didn't show up until after the crime techs left." Jenson was silent for a moment, "I'll be there in ten minutes." Jenson arrived at the crime scene and walked into the old run down house. The blood was everywhere, how could the crime scene techs miss all of this. The entire room was cover in blood literally the entire room there was no area of the room that did not have blood covering it. How is this even possible? Jenson thought. Detective Harris came up behind Jenson, "I don't understand it there was only a body when the crime scene techs showed up, but now..." Harris trailed off. "Give me a camera." Jenson said. Harris handed him one and moved out of the way. Jenson proceeded to take pictures of every inch of the room. "Where are the crime scene techs?" Jenson asked. "They should be back soon. I'll call them again." Harris said. Harris stepped outside and called the techs, the phone answered but all Harris heard was a blood curdling inhuman scream. Harris pulled his phone away from his ear then brought it back, "hello?" There was silence for a moment and then "you're next." Harris was freaking out and she called for Jenson. "What is going on Harris?"

"I called the techs..." Harris was shaking.

"Cynthia what's wrong? You called the techs are they on their way?"

"They're dead all of them. I called them and what answered wasn't human, it screamed and then it said I was next."

"It had to be human, ghost don't exist. What did they sound like?"

"I'm telling you Greg, it was not human. The scream that came out of it was not a noise a human can make. It sounded like a banshee and when it spoke it sounded like the devil." Jenson looked at her like she was crazy. "I know what I heard Greg, I'm not crazy."

"Ok Cynthia, why don't you call the techs number back and see if that thing answers again."

"Are you mocking me?"

"No seriously call them back and see if it answers." Harris looked at her phone then redialed the techs number and put it on speaker. The phone rang six times then hung up. "Try it again." Jenson said. She did, it rang six times again. "Try again." It rang six times again. "I'm not trying it again." Harris said. "Phones don't normally ring like that Jenson, they just don't."

"You're right. Call the office and see if they can trace the techs phones."

Harris called the office, "can you trace all of the techs phones that came out to the crime scene today? Thanks." She hung up, "they said they'd call as soon as they got something." Her phone rang. "That was quick." Jenson said.

"It's not the office, it's one of the techs phones."

"Answer it and put it on speaker."

Harris answered the phone, "hello?"

The devilish voice spoken, "hello my dear, are you ready to die?"

"Who is this?"

"You know exactly who I am and what I'm capable of." And with that the phone hung up. Harris looked at Jenson, he looked completely terrified.

"Greg are you ok?"

"That just happened didn't it?"

"Yeah, I told you I wasn't crazy." Harris's phone rang again, "it's the office." She answered, "hello. What?!" Harris ran towards the little house.

"Cynthia what is it?" Jenson asked running after her, he stopped in the door way and saw all the techs body parts spelling out "you're next". "Oh my god."

Harris called the techs number, the phone started to ring in the room. "Where is it? Jenson help me look!"

"But how did the bodies get here? I don't understand."

"I found it." Cynthia said holding up the phone, she unlocked it and looked through the pictures. "Oh my god, Jenson look at this." She showed Jenson the photo.

"Is that what I think it is?"

"What do you think it is cause I feel like I'm seeing things."

"That's the devil."