Scp 963 Novels & Stories

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

Please, let us be safe my baby, my unborn child. "Reach for the box beside you, there's a phone there go to the contact and call the only number registered there, and put it in a loudspeaker," Corro said, I just nodded my head with trembling hands, teary eyes I reach for the little box place beside the passenger seat I then opened it and saw a phone, I scan the contact and saw the number saved under the name of X, I immediately dialed it and press the loudspeaker button. Two rings the person answered.

Shantelle suggested. Evan glanced at Shantelle, asking, "What's your passcode?" It was as if Shantelle had a realization that her face flushed. She gazed up at Evan and rethought her decision. However, Evan had already slid open her phone, and he asked again, "What's the passcode, Wifey?" "It's 9021989," she weakly answered. Evan's eyes widened. A smile easily formed on his face as he unlocked Shantelle's phone. He read the message for her, saying, "The operation went well. They are now aligning the patient's ribs."

She got to her feet and walked toward the door, leaving Scott to give him a chance to reflect on her words. Sewell greeted her politely when Ciara opened the door. “Good afternoon, Miss Ciara.” Ciara nodded, then glanced at the cell phone in Sewell’s hand. Looks like it’s Scott’s phone. “I delivered Mr. Griffith's cell phone,” said Sewell. “He left it at the main base and it kept ringing. Looks like there’s an important call.” Just as Sewell said that, the phone rang again. Ciara looked at the screen and read the caller’s name on it. It’s from Mila.

I was going to make Aiden pay if he was truly involved in this. "Jake," I said. "Still running." "Anything yet?" I heard him sigh" Nothing. It's still a wide net." "Keep going" "Obviously. I won't stop until we get him. Right now the number is routing through multiple relays but right now it's international." Typing. "Last relay before it hits your phone." He went silent before talking. "Shanghai." I went still. "Shanghai," I repeated. "Yes. It makes the origin untraceable from this end."

Scott ordered as he returned the phone to James. "Sir,if he gave Mike this phone specially then it must be untraceable... it's a burner phone" James said and gulped,he didn't know what reply to expect from Scott who looked very angry and now he told him he couldn't trace a phone,the thought of it made him imagine himself being killed by his own brother who would follow Scott's order anytime.