Unscramble Dialing Novels & Stories

I can’t wait any longer. I pick the phone up off of the receiver, cringing as I press the button and hear the dialtone. With trembling fingers, I start to dial, pressing the numbers that have been ingrained into my mind. Numbers I couldn’t forget even if I tried. My heart races faster with each one I press, and I hold my breath when I’m finished. I jump a little as I hear the line ring, once, twice. Following the second ring, there’s a click as someone picks up.

AMBER was restless because she didn't know why she became anxious. When her phone rang, she was surprised and answered quickly. "Hello?" "Amber…" "Dalia?" she called her friend's name questioningly. She felt suddenly nervous because of Dalia's worried voice. She was also using a different number, so she wasn't sure if she was the caller. "It's me." Dalia answered in a low voice. "Why are you calling at this hour?" "I would like to ask you something." Dalia said seriously.

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"What's that?" "It's a scrambler. It should make my phone signals untraceable. I expect Lisa knew I would not pick up, and she will call again." Sure enough, his screen lighted up with another call from Lisa. "Why don't you block her number?" Claire suggested. "She would just call with another one. The scrambler will hold." Claire folded her legs under her. "Now what?" "Now we wait." ***************

I quickly dialed him. “We’re sorry, the number you have dialed is no longer in service.” Son … of … a … bitch.

“And Cecilia… don’t call me after work hours, don’t call me during work hours if it doesn’t concern work either. This is not a request.” “Navy, I…” I hung up the phone before she could complete her sentence. Unable to wait any longer, I dialed Mr Dante’s number and he responded quickly, “What’s the wait?” I fumed, “it’s in Ontario!” Mr Dante replied. “The number is sent from an unregistered location. It’s going to take a little longer to pin the location since it is unregistered.” Whatever Mr Dante said after “ unregistered” was in distorted sounds, I dumped the phone on the bed and hurried into the bathroom.

I hаvе nо wау to tеll. I have Rуаn’ѕ numbеr оn ѕрееd dial, аnd hе’ѕ wаіtіng fоr mу саll. Hе answers оn thе fіrѕt rіng and I whіѕреr, “Yоu wеrе rіght. It’ѕ tіmе.” I hang uр аnd step іntо the light.

Dorian, seeing Luana's tear-streaked face, frowned slightly and asked, "You can't accept it?" Luana had no strength left to speak, only pleading with her tearful eyes for Dorian to help her call Albion. Dorian seemed moved by her gaze, his brows relaxing as he took out his phone and asked, "What's the number?" Luana's lips parted, and with great difficulty, she recited the number she had memorized by heart, digit by digit. Dorian, without showing impatience, waited for her to finish and dialed the number. Soon, a mechanical female voice answered, "Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off..."

She'd already pressed the dial button and was scuffling her way to the window when she heard the phone say: "The number you dialed does not exist, please check the number and try again." She hurried to the phone and looked at the screen. Was she foolish or was it tension at the time of turmoil? She saw what she had dialed; it stared back at her 91911. She immediately punched the exit key and dialed 911 and hit the dial button. She took the phone with her to the window, carefully avoiding her feet from being cut by the shards of glass on the floor. She shuddered as she heard two consecutive shots under a scream that sounded like Richard's.

UNN number 1. He dialed the number before placing the phone to his ear, it rang the first time and there was no answer, he was getting ticked off already. He dialed it again and this time the recipient picked up immediately. "Scorpion, my oga, abeg no vex baba, my babe dey with my phone." "Mantis..." He said in a threatening tone.