Saturday, July 21, 2012 | By: Anzel

Mind-fuck. Can't sleep.

I'm...extremely scared right now. Clothes hamper bag in front of door, huddled up on my bed, freaked.

When, at 2:38 AM, you receive a phone call from a restricted number, it's odd. Here's what happened.
"Hello?"
".................."
"Hello?"
"............
"...Okay then, um--"
"Auoooouuuhhnnn"
"What?"
"(incomprehensible quiet words)"
"Hello?"
"Help...me..."
"..Who are you?"
"AHHHuuughhahhhggh..."
.......

The speaking part was confusing but the moans/scream were...so fucking realistic. I'm...freaked. But I dialed the non-emergency police number and they said they couldn't do anything to trace the call...

I just...it...it could have been a prank, it probably was. But fucking damnit, I feel like I just woke up from a nightmare, I'm just...freaked out and scared right now...

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That's what I put on fb, I was too lazy to retype. The incomprehensible words sounded like, "I need you to help me Christina..." It was a girl, but...I just...

God DAMNIT I'm freaked.

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