Scary Phone Numbers To Call Novels & Stories

Pamela said and I brought out my phone when I heard a vibration. "Who the heck is calling me," I checked the call to see that it was an unknown number. "Watch your back!" The voice said and ended the call. Who the hell calls someone like this, I was angry and wasn't ready for something like this. It was probably someone who wanted attention. "What!" I shouted angrily. "Who are you?" I asked and the call was ended abruptly. "What happened?" Pamela asked and I explained what had just happened. "I am seriously scared, I don't know why all this is happening now." I told her ruffling my hair.

He coughed twice in embarrassment. "Come, let’s eat. You must be hungry.” Maxim was lying on the hospital bed, his dark, sunken eyes following Gianna with burning intensity the entire time. Like a shadow. Her cell phone suddenly rang! Gianna hurriedly took her cell phone out, and all she saw was a series of numbers. An international number. This was the kind of call one was skeptical about answering, it must be a scam call. But now that she was being stared at uncomfortably by Maxim, she picked it up to ease the awkwardness.

I wondered to myself, picking up my phone to call 911, yet again, a second time. "Hello, 911, what's your emergency?" The voice asked on the other side of the phone. "I'm sorry, I called earlier today, but there's another situation in my house. A serial killer is standing at my door now." I said, trying to stop my voice from shaking.

I used to be happy whenever he gave it to me, but now I just feel bad for him. "Don't forget to take rest. I love you, my Dianna," I read on the note that came with it. The wind blew and hit my forehead. "Just calm down Dianna, I promise it will be the last," I said to myself. My attention was caught by my glowing cellphone. "Unknown number..." I didn't answer the caller because the news is spreading that there are many scammers now, but it kept repeating itself so I was forced to answer it. "Hello, why—"

Damn! Alysia's Nokia 100/11 cellphone rang, she bought the cellphone for 700 pesos at the mall once she went there. She immediately picked it up and looked at the screen she did not know the number. But she still answered it. "Hello? Who is this?" Alysia was not in the mood to answer her unknown caller. "Alysia, Ten million tomorrow morning exactly! Nothing lacking nothing too much." She immediately threw the Cellphone in panic. The threat to the man's life had a strong effect on her, which is why she also felt very scared." Aaahhh!!" She's shouting.

I exclaim looking around as I realize it's just a phone ringing…. Just a phone ringing!My brain calls out once again reminding me of the fact that there could be something even worse than a phone in the room at the moment. "What more do they want from me?" .Yell as I push open whatever safe box is designed like a cup at the center of the seats. I pull the phone to see an unknown number as the caller id. "Of course they just a single trace, it really is hopeless if I waste my time at the police station making reports about ghost girls and common deaths"

When I looked away without answering, she came and sat beside me, placing her hands on mine. "Babe, Nicholas and his men are doing everything they can to find that son of a bitch." "Yes, cheer up. They will all be caught and made to pay heavily for all they put us through, all four of them," Mark said. I simply nodded. ************** It was already getting dark when my phone rang. I looked at it; it was a strange number. My heart skipped a beat as I thought of who it might be. What if it was the serial killer? I picked up the phone and kept quiet to hear what the caller would say.

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.

Don't be afraid of her; be afraid of what Damon might do next. The night was quiet, but Mimi's worry intensified. The messages and the warning couldn't stop her. She needed to know. The familiar buzz of her phone ringing again broke the silence. She snatched it up and saw that the screen was showing an unfamiliar number. She answered with a racing heart and shaking hands. "Stop looking into Scarlett's death, Mimi," the voice on the other ear was chilly and hard to place. "You'll regret it." Before she could answer, the queue went dead. Mimi looked at the phone and her mind raced.

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?”