Scary Numbers To Never Call Novels & Stories

I find the message from the unknown number that said: “Stop going to therapy. Get out of that house before you’re in danger.” I look at the number it came from, then look at Mae’s number in my call log. I look back at the message number. They are the same number.

he said and hung up. "Cindy Benson" Bryan called out loud staring at the sky. "Your nightmare just began, get ready to pay for your father's sins"

Make sure to give them a call. ...

Different kinds of horrific scenarios were going on in my head, making me even more restless. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. Everything's fine!! Suddenly, my phone rang as my head snapped at the side. I picked it up and checked the caller ID. I frowned. It was a call from an unknown number. I declined the call and kept my phone aside, but after a second, it rang again, and it was the same unknown number. I picked it up and answered it, "It's a wrong num....--" I was cut off. "Don't you dare cut the call on me, lady." A voice which was dead scary said.

Gerald hated taking calls from unknown numbers; ninety-nine times out of a hundred, they were either a nuisance or trouble. He almost swiped it away. Almost. Something—maybe instinct, maybe the faint prickle at the back of his neck—made him stop. Taking a steadying breath, he hit accept and lifted the phone to his ear. “Hello, Mr. Smith…” A deep male voice rolled through the speaker, low and guttural, like gravel under a truck tire. Gerald’s brow furrowed. “Who is this?” “I’m the nightmare you’ll wish you’d never met,” the man said, each word soaked in menace.

Gone. I took a deep, shuddering breath. It was just a call. He can’t hurt you here. I bent to help Anna, my movements robotic. But my mind was racing. How did he get this number? My business line is public, but… he’s trying to get to me. He’s trying to scare me. The phone buzzed again in my hand. Another unknown number. A cold dread slithered down my spine. I rejected the call, my finger trembling.

Zoe checked the caller ID, which had no name attached. She considered answering but remembered her husband’s advice from yesterday. Unknown numbers could be scam calls. With that in mind, Zoe decisively declined the call. However, the caller was persistent and called again shortly after.

“My number's already programmed in there.” Leon said, his voice dropping low and serious, the kind of tone that usually meant that he needed me to listen to him. “I want you to call me right away if you see anything strange around you, or if you end up in some weird situation. Don't wait, just press number 1, my number is the speed dial and also the emergency number.” I blinked at him, my eyebrows pulling together in a frown. “What the hell was that about? Strange situation how? I mean, we'd been sitting here eating breakfast like normal, syrup sticking to my fingers from the pancakes, and now this?

Elara felt a growing sense of unease. It all started with a menacing call from an unknown number, followed by cryptic messages that made her question even the most trusted people in her life. The situation felt like a carefully laid trap, tightening around her with each passing moment. Determined to uncover the truth, Elara sent a message to Sophia, asking her to investigate the two suspicious numbers. She forwarded the call recording and requested details about the caller’s location at the times when the call and messages were sent.

I nodded in response, I grabbed my phone and replied to my unread messages, I’ve been out for almost three full days, there are so many messages from Jc asking if I’m okay. I was about to reply when my phone rang, and an unregistered number appeared on my screen, I decided to answer it. “Elara Skye Callista, you will be dead, soon.” And the call ended, I froze with what I heard. Jaxon got in the car, I blinked to get my senses back, I suddenly felt numb, my heart was beating really fast, I couldn’t process that call. “Hey, are you okay?”