NO CALLER ID - brallon

v 6.0

Brendon picked up the call and slowly held it against his ear. There was a pure silence, completely noiseless. Then someone began talking, their voice sounded a little distorted.

"Now you know why, right?" Before Brendon answered their question, they talked once more. "I'll send you the address, my connection with this phone isn't going to hold for very lo-"

The voice abruptly stopped and then a lengthy text arrived.

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The message was quite long but in about a few minutes, he finally decoded the morse code. Talks about the Latet Woods, helping Brendon out, and killing them. Now, Brendon still didn't know who this caller was, however, he trusted him. There was something about the way they talked and wrote that made Brendon trust him.

The code asked to go later at about nine, so, Brendon did so. He sat at his desk, the clock ticking, while he stood up and decided to read more about the pair of criminals that he would kill soon.

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Kill me for the short chapter, this was sorta a filler chapter (more of a cheat chapter) to lead to the next chapter's event (huehuheuheuuehheuhuehuheuhwinkwinkcoughcoughnudgenudge) Hey, at least, you can try to figure out the long text of morse code, it'll be fun. (I think.) Also, I have a four day weekend! That equals a little more updates, I suppose. Have a nice day or whenever you may read this! I love you all!