Hello, Who Is This?

Who Am I?

        "This is Ben, Ben Dover" said a raspy voice. I immediately bent over. I heard chuckle through the phone. "That's my name smart one." he chuckled. "Close the door so you'll be the only one to here the conversation." Ben whispered. I closed the door. Immediately when I close the door I regretted it. The door locked and everyone around me stared at me.         

        "You are know responsible for every living creature on this street. Everyone who walks a yard distance from you dies, in my hands in a DR 50 and I'm pretty sure you know what that is." Ben said, His voice was more clearer and know and I could guess he was at least 35 years old.

        "No I don't, know let me out." I mumbled into the phone. I could hear chuckling and then someone collapsed onto the ground. A blood puddle started to form. "Now do you know what a DR 50 is?"

        "Yes, yes I do." I answered carefully. I didn't want to alarm him that was now picking the lock. The door was shut well. 

        "Good, you answered your first question. You have 9 more to answer if you fail to answer one question someone besides you dies and if you try to escape someone dies as well." Ben said coldly. I pulled out my phone and dialed 911. Then a car started to drive when it wasn't green light yet. He rammed into a gas truck which then blew up causing a huge commotion. Now there were screams. Cops were arriving and then shot. No one had time to react.

        "I told you not to try to escape and this is what happens when you do." muttered Ben.

        "Now onto the question. I talk but I do not speak my mind, I hear words but I do not listen to thoughts. When I wake all, see me. When I sleep, all hear me. Even my quietest whimper can be heard who am I?"