The Call

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 Authors Note
Hey, guys quick update but there will be no more until mid June so sorry, for more about my updates read my last chapter "Authors Note" to hear about my other story. Enjoy!


Must be a wrong number. Or a prank. I don't think it is what sicko would do this to a person. Then i hear something outside my window. I grab my phone and stand up facing the window. I feel my heart pounding. Who is this? My phone feels like it weighs one million pounds. I drop my phone, I hear the loud clonk of it hitting the ground. My breathing slows down. I wobble back to my bed knocking over my bag. I fall back on my bed landing beside my Mac and headphones. I hear my phone go off. I'm getting a call, I let it ring. Then I get another call. And another, till it is ringing with 5 second breaks in between. I reach for my phone but then the ringing stops. I pick it up and go to the key pad, dailing 9-1-1. I hear the voice on the other end, "911, what's your emergency."

   "He...lp," is all that I mange to say. My palms are sweaty from fear.

   The voice is back," I'm going to send a cop car right away how many will you need? Do you need a ambulance?" I was about to speak when a cloth covers my mouth. I hear a quiet voice, "Hello? Are you there? We are sending help to the phone's IP address." I'm kicking and moving my arms so much that I knock the phone over. Letting it crash to the ground. It must have hit speaker phone because all she says is,"Are you alright? I heard a crash. Help will be there in 5 minutes. Don't hang up. I repeat help will be there in 5 minutes. One ambulance is coming and two police cars. Can you say anything?" I can't respond, my mouth is covered by a cloth, my hands are taped behind my back, and my head is spinning. The cloth is removed and I hear sirens but it might be to late. Everything goes black and my heart stops.

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