Novel & Cerita Creepy Numbers To Call

How did the asshole get my number? “Are you okay?” Jenny asked. “You look like you’re going to be sick.” I couldn’t speak, another trickle of fear skating down my spine. While the call had been mechanically altered, that didn’t mean the man’s voice wasn’t just as terrifying. I pulled the iPhone away, immediately redialing the number. As I suspected, thequick beeps followed by the plastic voice that the number I’d reached was no longer in service kept the chill racing all the way to my toes.

That has become her usual word when she gets a new unidentified number. Of course, this call she is on is a private number. Unlike her peeps who always get alarmed and hesitate when they get a private number on their phone screen, Crystal never had a second thought before picking up such calls. She has worked and dealt with private numbers so this was never new to her. That was her life as a secretary. "Save me Crystal!" A deafening scream enough to Pierce the eardrum, was heard from the other end of the call. Yet that voice sent chills down Crystal's spine.

I pull back from Celestine and reach for my phone, glancing at the screen. Unknown number. I hesitate. I should not answer. Unknown numbers are traps, tricks, phishing attempts, they are the sort of thing that security experts warn you about. But something tells me to answer, something in my gut, something that says this is important. I swipe the screen and raise the phone to my ear. "Hello?" A pause. Then a voice. Smug and slow and full of a satisfaction that makes my blood run cold. "I hope you enjoyed your accident, Ashcroft. Because I am just getting started."

“But I will give you a tip. Free of charge.” I pulled back just enough to look him in the eye. He arched his brows, waiting. “Check her phone.” I said. He tilted his head. “What?” “Cathy.” I answered. “Search for number 763718388.” Reaper narrowed his eyes, the playfulness vanishing instantly, replaced by the cold calculation of the President. “Why?” He demanded.

She must be calling, she must have come back to her senses. I trailed off when I looked down at the caller ID to see it wasn't her but an unknown number. Out of irritation, I picked immediately. “Hello.” “Hello, are you Niko’s parents? Would you like to arrange a funeral or memorial service? Our funeral home provides these services tailored to fit your budgets.”

It's better be Lucas or Cross or I am going to be mad at whoever it was that thought to call me at this time. I pushed my door open and raced to my bed to grab my phone. My face fell when I realized that it wasn’t a call from Lucas or Cross. The call was from a number that I didn’t have registered on my phone. “Fucking fuck whoever this is!” I had a bad feeling about the caller even before I picked up the call. “Hello?” I let out, not wanting to give anything away. Usually, I would introduce myself and ask them what they want but not this time. I felt icky about the call already. It was better to hear who they were before giving out details about myself.

My brain was still stuck between ten thousand freaking dollars and who the hell is Cole Maddox? I rolled over and stared at the ceiling. “It’s probably a scam,” I muttered to no one. “A really stupid scam.” My phone dinged again on the nightstand and I sat up, reaching for it, expecting another spam message about winning a free cruise or something. But it wasn’t that. UNKNOWN NUMBER: I hope that money made you happy. My heart did a funny little jump. The contact name was just a number, no photo, no bio, nothing. Just that message sitting there and very unsettling.

I wanted to stop but I needed the dopamine. My ringing phone made me jerk back to life and we both flinched apart from each other. With an awkward cough, I strolled to where it was, cleared my throat again and put it up to my ear. "Hey, yeah, um… who is it… sorry, I meant hello?" I called into the phone, still unable to recover from the fact that I could still feel his hands on my breasts. "I'm sorry, I don't know a Cornelius, you probably have the wrong number." I shook my head at the caller, drawn back to reality by now.

Aarya saw her phone flashing an unknown number. Curious she took the call. "Hello Aarya," a voice said. "Who is this?" "I will destroy you Aarya." The creepy voice said from the other side. "What the hell! Don't you have any better prank?" "I am not going to leave you." The creepy voice continued. "Yeah, whatever!" Aarya cut the call n threw her phone in her bag. She was already angry. A prank call was the last thing she needed right now. Ishaan kept away his phone annoyed. Aarya's phone was engaged.

Her glazed eyes peered at who was calling in the middle of the night like that. "Who dares to call someone else in the middle of the night like this?" muttered Camellia while occasionally yawning. Camellia squinted because apparently there was no name on the number, it was certain that the caller was not from her contact. At that time Camellia didn't realize that the person was calling her secret number which she only used to contact Crish, because she used one cell phone for two numbers. Without thinking much Camellia immediately picked up the phone, she said in a hoarse voice, “Hello? Who's this?" Camellia asked.