Mysterious Call Novels & Stories

Officer said and left. We were about to leave but then my phone rings up. I saw the caller Id and it was unknown. Maybe Maverick called again with a different number to confuse us. I picked the call and put it on speaker. " Hello? " I answered. " Hello, my name is Carry. Uh, I got your number from the backside of a washroom door. It said 'help me' and the number was attached with the note. There is also a car number on the note. I thought someone really might be in danger so I called. "

It was always supposed to be this. Whoever wrote those lines had watched something real happen and wanted the next person to know it was possible. She was starting to understand that the message had been travelling for twelve hundred years and had arrived, eventually, at exactly the right place. Her phone lit up. Not a message this time a call. The number was unfamiliar, the country code different from anything in her contacts. She answered it. "Ms. Ashby," said a voice she didn't recognize. Calm, precise, older. "My name is Callum Veth. I've been waiting for you to find my name." A pause. "I think it's time we spoke."

one of the board members said, her voice filled with assurance. As I sat in the boardroom, engrossed in the discussion surrounding the money laundering scandal, my phone suddenly vibrated, indicating an incoming call. Glancing at the screen, I noticed that the number was unfamiliar and displayed as “Unknown Caller.” Curiosity piqued, I answered the call, uncertain of what to expect. “Hello?” I said cautiously, my voice filled with a mixture of intrigue and apprehension. The voice on the other end of the line was disguised, distorted to conceal the caller’s true identity.

she asked, immediately sensing my energy. I hesitated for half a second before nodding. “Yeah. Just… got a weird call from an unknown number. There was no voice or anything, just breathing at the other end.” Her expression turned serious. “Oh… wow, that sounds scary. Do you want me to call and tell the Alpha?”

Liam asked. Chris let out a deep breath, lost in thought before replying to his friend. “ find a way to pay the money anonymously” His phone rings. The caller is unknown so he swiped left. “Who was that?” Liam asked. “ unknown caller” “ pick the call” Chris obeyed instantly he dropped the one he was calling Liam with and picked up the phone on loudspeaker. “ Hello Chris”

However, it wasn’t them calling—it was an unfamiliar number, the same one that had sent me those mysterious messages. My subconscious warned me not to answer the call, especially when Chris wasn’t with me. But at the same time, I felt uneasy because I had no idea where he was right now. "Give me a moment. I need to take this call," I said to Sergio and Lilian. "Of course." I swallowed hard before accepting the call, hoping that whatever Chris had been worried about wasn’t actually happening. "Can I help you?" "Cassandra," a man's voice came through the line, making me frown. I didn’t recognize it at all.

Henry August scratched his head while pondering in his mind and said, "No idea. Could it be that it is from our enemy? Maybe our enemy planned to trap us." Daniel Brooke shrugged in frustration. "As of now, we have to play along. We will withdraw the money tomorrow morning, but we have to be more careful." They sat down on the sofa and started discussing how to deal with this situation. At that time Henry August received a call, and he answered, "Hello." After hearing something from the other end, he nodded and responded shortly, "Okay." "This phone call came from an area around a graveyard, and as usual the number is switched off now. It is also registered in fake ID. Usually, these things

I answered it through my wireless Bluetooth earbuds, but I wasn’t able to see who the caller was. “Hi! I’m just checking if you could still remember me,” said the other line in a sarcastic way. I had so many flings that I didn’t know who was she. That was when I decided to look at my touch-screened infotainment system. “Oh! Hello, sweetie! How are you?” I asked as one of my flings, Carlene, called me. I just met her three days ago in this recently opened club outside MGC, where Jerome and I went for a drink. She was an HRM student and a part-time waitress.

Arriving at the gate, she noticed something. There was no trace nor scent of her here, she’s definitely not here. Sydney stepped in, directed to the apartment’s neatly trimmed lawn. Suddenly, a phone call rang as she gripped her purse. “Yes?” she started. Behind the line was a baritone voice from someone of unregistered number. “You’re looking for someone?” With that suspicious call, she creased her forehead. “Who is this?” “Cairo Village, block seven. Get her out of here before he comes back.” The mysterious caller hung up, leaving Sydney still speechless. ‘What in the world is happening?’ she whispered inside her mind.

Even if it was a slim chance—it was something. His phone buzzed. He grabbed it instantly, heartbeat stuttering. Caller ID: Unknown – Encrypted Line He answered, voice tense. “Yeah?” A beat of silence. Then a distorted male voice came through the line. “We found something.” Liam’s body stilled. “Coordinates just came in. We think it’s a holding zone. Remote. Industrial. You’ll want to see this yourself.” The call dropped. No further details. No confirmation. Just static. And a sliver of hope.