The Number You have Dialed

Eighth Scenario

On the next day, I can't sleep because of what happen ago! Benjo's death was trend on the school. No one knows who let him down. Nobody knows, except me. But I have to stay silent and hide everything I'd witness—for safety. I was about 40 times to dial The Lucky Caller but still phone is off. He still not call. His last call was after he fired Benjo on its head. Telling me for the three left to be killed next. That's make me panic. That guy was serious. It's all my fault. A non-correction mistake.

"The one who bully you was dead." One of my classmate tell me this while on the corridor.

"I was on the site when he died. I watch it actually. But I -- still have no idea who the deeply animal mind do that gore thing." I reply, with lies. I'm just being careful with my words. I must warn Carl and my aunt's live in partner. They're in trouble. What to do? What the puck should I do?

"Where's Arbie?" I asked her classmate Shekinah Obligado, about her. Then I learned that she was traumatize on what happen yesterday so she didn't attend the school, according to Shekinah. My mind doesn't know what to do. The nervous flow on my vein. It's a total nightmare.

I look at my phone and try to contact Arbie but she won't answer the phone. It makes me aware. I can't breathe freely. On my second time to contact Arbie, I'm getting perspired. Should I tell this things? Then before I completely press the CALL button. A call from The Lucky Caller appear. This-is-it. Should I answer? Damm! I must answer this. I walk far from the students nearby and place myself near the staircase. Keep calm on talking.

"Holysake! Stop this please." I begged on phone call. But he answer,

"Men, you're too late."

"Why you did this? Please, stop." I begged again. Hoping he will change his mind. But not,

"I said to you, I will avenge upon you but you won't believe. I'm a big man enough to do things what I've done to say."

I'm still begging until my tears drop, "Please. I don't want someone to be harm because of me."

"It's not yours, then blame me. I enjoy this game," His voice is like a devil murmuring on the phone. "I have to go, I'm on the way to Carl. Hunting the second duckling."

"No stop!" I scream answering. Can't avoid being calm. And people nearby look at me. Questioning what's going on. And I'd run on Carl's room. Denying peoples around.

"Damm. Where's Carl?" I'm terrified asking myself, looking for the pig-sized boy.

After I'd reach the room, standing terrified at the door. I was wet because of perspiration and the sun standing high, I'd rushed asked one of his classmate,

"Where's Carl? Where's Carl! Sake. Tell me where's that effin Carl!" I asked his classmate with the outburst of fear! Asking like absurd. Terrified. Punk!

"Calm on dude." He say. Laughing after saying that because of what I've look like. It's their class dismissed. Puck! "He's outside dude. He's about to spent again his money to feed himself. Be aware, maybe Benjo is dead. He will continue on giving a body pain. Hahahaha." And he laugh sarcastically. Leave me after going with his football team mate. Really puck! My popularity being bullied 'til here!

"Misfortune!"

I had to call this effin killing man but,

"The number you had dialed is out of . . ." Holysake! Don't kill him. What am I gonna do? What does the problem of his phone! Always out of coverage area!

I must have to find the fat boy or else he will be put on death. I have to call a police. Yeah! What a brilliant mind! I have to call a police! Okay, I will go now on a near police station. Lifesaving idea.

While I'm walking towards the station at the checkpoint, my phone rings. I hope it's my bestfriend. But another call from the Killer. The Lucky Caller. Heart beats fast again.

"Where did you go?" Asking me while I am walking.

"You don't have to know!" I loudly answer. "It's my privacy! Ugh." I tell this in teary eyes. Really nervous.

He said, "Had you heard, 'a laser point in the living point?', maybe not?" What this psycho talking about. Then he added,

"Look on your chest." He tell me on the phone call. Look on to my chest? Whyyy? Then I've look on my chest slowly.

This,

This is—insanity . . .

"Had you see the light?" He asked dangerously, "That laser will end you. Execute you at this very hopeless hours. Go continue to the police station or else, you'll be found dead."

This is insane.

This is insane.

Fully damnation.

I'm talking with a diablo!

"Turn around baby, go. Turn around." He said with sort of grinning. Mocking at me. Then I slowly turn, I am half-paralyze. Puck! Really puck!

"Why you do this to me?" I asked while turning and crying.

"Because we're friends." Mockingly said. His voice kills me already by fright.

"I haven't a killer friend. Who executing people in front of me." I answer while I cry. "We are not friends!" The laser point still at me.

"Leave the place, or else. This trigger will leave you breathless, seriously." I have no choice. I have to do what he say. "I know, the fourth subject to be slayed is with you yesterday. That's Arbie, right? After I've shot that dirty mouthed guy? She's brave."

I answer calmly, "Do nothing to her."

"I do nothing to her, don't worry man. But after I kill this two, she'll be the next."

"Damm you!" I exclaimed outburst. Damm!

"Hahahaha. Don't deceive yourself, man. Good day for you." And he end up the call after his evil laugh and talking with me. There's no good day with the devil. He's observing me. Watching me at the distance. What the hell is going on!

Where is Carl? Effin Carl. Damm, where are you!? I have to tell this so he can escape to the killer and he himself could report to the police. We can be have a protection from the authority.

And I've saw him, sheez! Finally! I found him but I hope it's not too late to hide it up. Hiding his obese body. I shout, "Go again inside!" I tell this to him, shouting with rage and madness. But he deny me. In fact, he runs toward me and slam at me.

"What are you talking about, tin can?" Asking me after slamming me. He grab my clean shirt and punch me three times as my nose bleed. "Don't shout at me! Don't act like a boss little kid," Answering me while keep on mocking. "You're just one punch shutdown."

"No." I answer slowly because of grabbing. Removing the blood by my left arm. "I just want . . . to save . . . you."

"Save me from? Stupid. Save? Save yourself coward!" And he smash me over the ground and leave. Ugh! Ugh! Walking laughing like out of sanity.