Novel & Cerita Scary Duolingo Messages

Another message received: [Just watch Nat. I'll make you pay, I swear!]

Note the sarcasm. I was about leaving the junk mails when one of the very last ones caught my eye, it was from a source labeled .afriend. I clicked on it, feeling wearily apprehensive and the message popped onto the screen moments later. I had a sneaky suspicion what this was about. It was like I had suspected. Another anonymous message. This time more detailed than the last. The Devil is a liar. The Devil is a thief. Your time is running out. Your answer lies in a mirror.

Was that supposed to make me feel happy or something? “There- there is one more message I received from him. I was too scared to read it”. He said to me, and upon listening to what he said, I quickly found the unread message and clicked on it. {They found me. I'm dead}

Not with panic. With urgency. The tunnel was a last resort. One of only a handful of people even knew it existed. If Marcus was using it, the situation inside the estate had deteriorated significantly. Another message arrived. SOKOLOV INSIDE PROPERTY. Silence filled the vehicle. Luca stared at the screen. Reading the words twice. Three times. Making sure they were real. Then he laughed. A short sound. Dangerous. Dominic looked over. That laugh worried him more than anger would have.

Then another message came across. Unknown Number: “This is not a safe house for you.” Ava sat up straight. “What do you mean?” she typed. This response took a longer duration. Her phone buzzed again. Unknown Number: “Get out before things get worse.” Ava looked at the screen, hands shaking, shallow breathing coming in. She turned in her room and saw the old, familiar walls, which seemed cushy to her, no longer a part of her. Another message came in. Unknown Number: “This is your only warning.”

The kind capable of destroying families. Companies. Legacies. Everything. Stella looked physically ill. Julian looked furious. And Dani felt completely lost. Then another message arrived. This one contained text. Just text. No photographs. No clues. No riddles. Only one sentence. One direct sentence. Ask Stella what happened in Room 214. The color vanished from Stella's face. Instantly. Dani noticed. Julian noticed. Everyone noticed. The reaction was impossible to miss. Fear. Real fear. Not anxiety.

Few texts were displayed on the lock screen. 'Where are you? Scar?' 'How was the party? You didn't pick our calls?' 'Is everything alright? What happened? Why aren't you responding to our texts me calls?' 'SCAR I SWEAR TO YOU! PICK UP YOUR PHONE!!!!!!!' 'WE ARE FUCKING WORRIED FOR YOU!!!!!" 'You remember today is New Year! Aren't you going to come back to celebrate? Like we usually did?" "I'M COMING TO YOUR HOUSE RIGHT NOW!!!! AND YOU BETTER BE THERE OR J SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU, YOU DUFFER!'

“Hi, Lady, I am sorry last time I scared you… don’t worry I will not do it again… please don’t get mad and accept my friend's request… Mark” I smiled when I read his message. I went to my drawer and got the charger when I received another message. From Virus 69,

It's a text message from an unknown number that says, "You're in danger. You need to get out of there." Panicked, Sebastian looks around for a place to hide. He sees a small alleyway nearby and sprints towards it, ducking out of sight. His heart is racing, and he's breathing heavily. He pulls out his phone and dials 911, hoping that help will arrive in time. Then, he hears footsteps approaching from the direction of the main street. Someone is walking towards the alleyway.

Kate got miffed and gave the phone a rapid series of shakes. The character jumped out of bed in panic. He was spinning and blurry while flailing about. Mute text popped out of his head saying: | Earthquake! Earthquake! | Then the text balloon expanded to cover the entire screen and showed a message: | Congratulations! Your boyfriend is multilingual. Aside from English, he also knows how to speak your local language. What would you like him to do? | KEEP SPEAKING ENGLISH B. SWITCH TO FILIPINO |