Novel & Cerita Scary Phone Numbers

It didn't work. Zachary was near the door when Kendall spoke so loudly that I was startled: "S could you leave your number in case of any emergency, investigator? "I recognized that soft tone in his voice. It was pure flirtation. I looked in his direction with indignation pulsating in my veins. Zachary turned around, putting one hand in his pocket. "718-452-4280" he said easily before opening the door, and added: " Call if you need any of my services. The same goes for everyone.

It was an unknown number. "Hello?" I said, and no response came in, but I could hear breathing from the other end. "Hello? Who's this?" Still no response, and I knew someone was listening. "Who am I speaking with?" I quizzed again, taking the phone away from my ears and looking at the number again. It was a foreign one, and it was getting kind of creepy. "Hell-" It beeped and disconnected. I clicked my phone off immediately as shivers crawled up my spine. The house seemed quieter, and it freaked me out.

Waiting for communication to connect. A few seconds passed, my phone was still not picked up and I began to worry more. I'm afraid the black shadow or whatever comes here. I'm afraid this elevator door is opened by not people, not humans. I'm more frightening of that compared to humans with obscene thoughts. I turned off the phone, then returned to the security department and kept repeating. For the last time, I contacted security. My phone is connected to them, but a surprising thing I heard clearly. "Who is calling at this time of night?"

Darn! I shake my head in disbelief. There should be something I can do. Maybe, warn them. Yeah! I don't have anything in my hands but I can warn them for sure. I grab my phone right away and dial Christian's number. "Mr Scott!" I stutter right after the call is picked up. Christian I hear a woman's panicked voice from the other side of the call. It has me startled right after I pick the call up. "Yeah, this is Christian Scott!" I say, frowning while getting off the tie since I just got back home.

Sophia’s fingers trembled as she stared at the ominous messages on her phone. The words burned into her mind, each letter dripping with unspoken threats. Unknown Number: You’re playing a dangerous game, Sophia. You might want to reconsider your choices before it’s too late. Her pulse thundered in her ears. Every rational part of her wanted to dismiss it as a cruel intimidation tactic, Mercer’s latest attempt to shake her. But there was something unsettling about the wording, something that made doubt creep under her skin.

He scrolls to where the document is and opens it. All I see is the financial dashboard of SPECTRA TECH INC. “What am I looking at?” “Look at this—” Rings from my phone on my desk interrupts. “Why did you leave your phone in your desk? It has been ringing.” Scott passes me my phone. “Thank you.” 6 missed calls from an unknown number. Who the hell is this? The number calls again and I answer immediately. “Hello.” “Hello, please is this Miss Selena?” “Yes it is. How may I help you?”

Thankfully, it does, so I spend the next half an hour sitting in the store, setting up the new phone. I know only three phone numbers from heart. Bobbie's, Sky's and Nico's. All three of them hate me, but there's only one person who I wasn't warned not to contact. "Yes?" Nicola answers the call almost immediately, "Who is this?" "Hey, man... it's Farrow," I say, scared as hell. He stays silent, "I was wond—" He hangs up on me, but it doesn’t shock me.

he whispered, with our breath fanning each other’s faces; I quickly moved back and covered my chest. “Where…where…is…my phone?” I stuttered in fear. Right now, I do not even know what to do, nor say or ask for. But first, I knew I must return the call–whoever might be calling me between Aunt Janet, and Penny, I must answer to them, else, I’d have some explaining to do. Just as I picked up my phone, trying as much as possible to avoid Alpha Grindley’s eyes, not even caring about how exquisite the whole place was, I let out a scary scream.

They were corrupting my innocent little baby. I picked it up with a gesture and placed it against my ear to hear a sickeningly sweet feminine voice. “Tick-tock, Bianca,” the voice said. Really, where did Toria keep getting these fake numbers from? I had blocked her initial three numbers, and yet here she was with another one. “You’re one more phone number away from opening a scam call centre,” I drawled lazily. The men were all leaning in as much as they could, trying their best to be gossiping aunties.

She has no time for that annoying brat! After reading and reviewing her role in the movie, her phone suddenly rang, displaying an unfamiliar phone number, again. Why is that there are so many unregistered numbers calling me these days? Where did they get my number? Nevertheless, Maezhei was worried that it might be like what happened to her handsome grandpa, so she instantly picked up the call. "Miss Maezhei, I need your help!!" The familiar voice shouted on the other line. "Hello, you are...?" Maezhei asked.