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It's early in the morning. The sun won't be up for another couple of hours. You're fast
asleep in bed, lost in a dream, when the phone rings. Rather than waking up, you roll
over and cover your head with a pillow. Hours pass. The sun rises. The phone is ringing.

When you wake up, your alarm clock is blaring and the phone is ringing. By the time
you will yourself to turn the alarm off, the phone has stopped ringing. You realize
that it's been ringing all morning. You slide out of bed and press the blinking red
button on your phone as you stumble into the bathroom. The phone beeps, followed by
the friendly, electronic voice. Hello. You have six hundred and sixty-six new messages.
Message one. The phone beeps again, and you're not prepared for what comes next.


You spin around, thinking that she's standing right behind you. There's pure terror in
her screams, accompanied by other disturbing noises. You stand there, horrified, for
about ten seconds. Screaming gives way to hysterical, garbled crying before dying out
with the sounds of spilling meat and tearing flesh.

The phone beeps again. You're shaking.

Message two.

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