Scary Numbers To Never Call Novels & Stories

"I don't know who this is, he or she is not saying anything," "Let me have a look at it," Kay reached out for the phone and copied the number to his head immediately, he did this by quickly memorising since it was just six digits. "Do not answer this call again, Carmen. It is dangerous." He said "Okay Boss." Carmen's mind kept wandering who called her, suddenly she saw a man in black hood again, he bought snacks casually over the counter but did not seat down to eat it, he went out immediately.

She said nonchalantly, shrugging and swiping the screen, the missed call number on her screen was in bold red, it had no caller ID. "I'm sure it's nothing important." Said one of the girls, the one without the scar, her face chaining to a panicked reassuring smile as if she were sure. "Yes, nothing important at all." Said the woman with the scar, hands outstretched in front of her as if ready to snatch the phone from rose at any chance. "Yeah, besides didn't your dad ever tell you that it's bad manners to make a call mid-conversation." The blond scolded her, with the same panic tone as the others. Her eyes narrowed at them all, noticing how fast their hearts were all beating, the slow shuffl

After hearing how stubborn she was, the man sitting across from her just sighed heavily before moving his hand to the cup of americano in front of him, and he calmly took a sip of the dark contents inside the cup. "Someone may be trying to scare you," the man spoke before once again placing his cup on the square table. “They use Patricia's number to scare you, and if you easily believe in such a scam, then it's the same as how easily you wave a white flag toward that person. You will lose embarrassingly if you are easily beaten by such cheap tricks.”

Finally, I yanked it out. "What the hell?" I snapped. "Calm down, guy," a voice said, dripping with malice. I checked the caller ID—private number. "Who are you?" I shot back. "Sorry for the lack of introduction. I'm Scorpio, the Russian mafia leader," he said, his voice sounding robotic with a sinister laugh. "How the hell did you get my number?" I growled, my anger boiling over. "Is that your biggest worry right now? When your lovely woman is on the verge of death," he replied, still mocking me.

I copy the phone number attached to the message and call it immediately. Twenty thousand dollars? It sounds unbelievable but fucking sign me up…!

Just as she'd gotten inside, Katrina received a phone call from an unknown number twice which she didn't respond to. Katrina was becoming more careful these days since there were so many scams out there claiming to be businessmen wanting to work with her. Not after what she'd passed through in the hands of those men the other day. Soon, the number called her for the third time and she picked up. Only to hear Lucy hurling insults at her endlessly. Katrina wasn't even surprised that Lucy insulted her, she never liked her for once in her life.

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.

the driver replied. Just then, my phone buzzed. I glanced at the unknown number flashing on the screen. "Who could this be?" I muttered, declining the call. But the phone rang again. I kept dialing the red button but whomever it was, kept calling so I angrily picked up. " Are you dumb or what?. Why the..?" Before I could complete the sentence, a hoarse voice cut me off. "I’m your doom" "What?" "I’ve slashed your back tires. In a few minutes, your car will flip and you’ll be nothing but a memory," the caller said and let out a loud scary laugh before hanging up.

He cheered. “Oh! It seems I’ve got another call now. From an Unknown number. I guess that’s the end of our call. Or, is there anything else you would like to tell me?” I said. “No, boss. That would be all for now. Only waiting for the outcome of the meeting between you and Julie” “Alright then. Have a good one!” I ended the call. I had this strict principle of not picking calls from unknown number. Not because of the belief that your details can be hacked by fraudsters through that means, though. But, I really had no reason.

She pressed it firmly into the palm of my hand and curled my fingers over it. "Memorize that number. Then flush the card down the toilet," Dr. Rose instructed quietly. "If you ever feel like your life or the life of that baby is in immediate physical danger, you call it. You don't call 911. You don't call him. You call that number, and you say my name. Do you understand?"