Tring tring... The phone rang for the sixth time. The blank calls she had been getting since days disturbed
her freelance works. Working alone past midnight, she heard the outmoded
landline phone ring again and remembered why she had, in fact, gotten it disconnected
today.
Her pencil stopped.
“Dis-con-nec-ted…”
A calm chuckle resounded behind her.
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mysterious!
ReplyDelete:) Glad you think so, Simran.
DeleteOh this is spooky!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Aditi. :)
DeleteThat's creepy..
ReplyDeleteThanks. :P
DeleteThat's... I don't know what to think!
ReplyDeleteIs it a merry chuckle or a horrifying chuckle or a suspicious chuckle or an evil chuckle?
Congratulations, you have successfully stumped me and by the looks of it, all your other readers too! :D
lol Brendan. Thanks so much. :)
DeleteSpooky and you know what I am reading this quite late in the night when the entire house is silent!! :(
ReplyDeleteMy apologies. :P
DeleteWhenever I hear my land line ringing, I would remember this nice piece of write.
ReplyDeleteHahaha.
DeleteThanks, sir.
Creepy indeed!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Bushra. :)
DeleteSpooky!
ReplyDeleteThanks. :)
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