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4 UNKNOWN CALLER Horror Stories Animated · Martin Animations

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  Speaker 1: Back in 2007, shortly after my 15th birthday, my mom
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  Speaker 1: was out of town for a few days on a
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  Speaker 1: business trip. We lived alone in a small house in
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  Speaker 1: a neighborhood that was on the sketchier end of decent,
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  Speaker 1: and that fact combined with my mother's paranoia about me
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  Speaker 1: being home alone longer than 4 or 5 hours meant
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  Speaker 1: that I had to stay over at a friend's house
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  Speaker 1: while she was gone. My friend lived across the street
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  Speaker 1: in over one house from my own. The place my
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  Speaker 1: mom was going to was only about 2 hours away.
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  Speaker 1: and I had gotten a bug up my ass about
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  Speaker 1: being treated like the young woman that everyone kept calling me.
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  Speaker 1: So the week leading up to the trip, I was
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  Speaker 1: bitching and moaning about being old enough to take care
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  Speaker 1: of myself, and insisting that I could just check in
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  Speaker 1: with my friend's parents every now and then. But in truth,
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  Speaker 1: my house was pretty creepy at night, even when my
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  Speaker 1: mom was there. And I found out the day that
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  Speaker 1: my mom was scheduled to leave, that my friend had
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  Speaker 1: somehow gotten her hands... on a PS3, so it didn't
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  Speaker 1: take me too long to get over being unfairly babysat.
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  Speaker 1: At around 11, on the last night I was there,
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  Speaker 1: we ended up back in my friend's room screwing around
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  Speaker 1: with a brand new flip phone that I had gotten
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  Speaker 1: for my birthday. Her parents had gone out hours earlier,
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  Speaker 1: after buying us a pizza for dinner, and probably wouldn't
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  Speaker 1: be back for at least another hour. We had gotten
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  Speaker 1: bored downstairs with her one PS3 game, that we had
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  Speaker 1: been playing for days already. It turns out that she
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  Speaker 1: had the PlayStation, but didn't have any money to buy
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  Speaker 1: multiple games for it. It was too late to call
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  Speaker 1: any of our friends, but I knew that my mom
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  Speaker 1: would be coming home the following morning at some ungodly hour.
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  Speaker 1: And I knew that she had this thing about our
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  Speaker 1: answering machine. No matter how tired she was, no matter
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  Speaker 1: where she had gotten back from, if there were any
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  Speaker 1: messages on the answering machine, she would listen to all
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  Speaker 1: of them. Being bored 15-year-olds, my friend and I decided
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  Speaker 1: to leave a message or two for my mom to
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  Speaker 1: find in the morning. We called my home phone and
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  Speaker 1: put it on speaker, cracking up and trying to figure
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  Speaker 1: out what our message was going to say. It normally
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  Speaker 1: took five rings for the call to go to the machine,
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  Speaker 1: but on the third ring, someone picks up. The voice
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  Speaker 1: sounded like it belonged to some 60-year-old man. who had
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  Speaker 1: been smoking for at least 40 years of his life.
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  Speaker 1: But even past that, there was this malice in his voice.
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  Speaker 1: I can't quite describe it exactly, but it sounded very
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  Speaker 1: cold and very dangerous. The sort of voice where if
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  Speaker 1: you heard it on the street, you would want to
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  Speaker 1: stay away from that person. I looked at my friend.
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  Speaker 1: Her eyes were huge and her face went completely pale.
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  Speaker 1: And I'm sure that mine didn't look any better. Neither
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  Speaker 1: of us could get it together and say anything in response. Hello?
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  Speaker 1: The voice came again, and I tried to speak out
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  Speaker 1: something along the lines of, Who the hell are you,
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  Speaker 1: and why are you in my house? But then the
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  Speaker 1: man spoke again, in a very low voice. You shouldn't
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  Speaker 1: have called. There was some sort of slam, and the
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  Speaker 1: phone line disconnected. I immediately dropped my phone, and proceeded
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  Speaker 1: to freak the fuck out. And so did my friend.
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  Speaker 1: She asked me if I knew who that was, and
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  Speaker 1: I said no. Of course I didn't know the creepy-ass
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  Speaker 1: guy answering my phone at 11 o'clock at night. We
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  Speaker 1: checked the call log to see if we had accidentally
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  Speaker 1: dialed the wrong number, but no, it was the correct number.
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  Speaker 1: We were so shaken up that we couldn't immediately figure
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  Speaker 1: out who we should call or what to do. Should
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  Speaker 1: we call the cops or my mom or run around
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  Speaker 1: the house to make sure that all the doors and
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  Speaker 1: windows were locked? We ended up multitasking, sprinting around my
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  Speaker 1: friend's house, double-checking every lock we could, while gasping into
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  Speaker 1: the phone at my friend's parents about what was going on.
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  Speaker 1: They were about 15 minutes away and said that they
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  Speaker 1: would call the police. Her mother told us to stay
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  Speaker 1: in the house with all the doors locked and all
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  Speaker 1: the lights on, just in case the intruder was going
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  Speaker 1: from house to house. and so for the next ten minutes,
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  Speaker 1: we were huddled in the far corner of my friend's room,
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  Speaker 1: basically under her bed, jumping every time the house settled.
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  Speaker 1: You can imagine how freaked out we were when her
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  Speaker 1: parents came rushing in and started rattling at her bedroom door,
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  Speaker 1: forgetting that it was locked on their orders. The cops
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  Speaker 1: got to my house not long after her parents arrived home,
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  Speaker 1: and to be honest, I don't really remember a lot
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  Speaker 1: of the specifics about what the cops were doing, mainly
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  Speaker 1: because I refused to set foot outside of my friend's house,
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  Speaker 1: but I remember that they asked my friend and I
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  Speaker 1: a lot of questions, and we really couldn't give them
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  Speaker 1: a whole lot of information. Unfortunately, we called from my
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  Speaker 1: friend's room, which was located in the back of her house,
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  Speaker 1: was away from where we would have been able to
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  Speaker 1: see my house, and some dude with a creepy smoker
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  Speaker 1: voice isn't a very helpful description to go off of
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  Speaker 1: when you're looking for someone. One question that stuck out
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  Speaker 1: to me, though, because I remember thinking of how weird
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  Speaker 1: it was for them to ask this, was who had
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  Speaker 1: the keys to my house? I told them that only
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  Speaker 1: my mother and I had the keys. I found out
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  Speaker 1: later that the reason they asked was because there were
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  Speaker 1: no signs of forced entry anywhere around the house, and
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  Speaker 1: the front door was wide open when they got there.
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  Speaker 1: There appeared to be nothing missing, but our wall-mounted corded
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  Speaker 1: phone was hanging off its hook, and the phone base
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  Speaker 1: itself was cracked like someone had slammed the phone down
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  Speaker 1: on the receiver too hard. Both my mom's room and
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  Speaker 1: my room also had stuff moved around and displaced. Someone
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  Speaker 1: had gone through our drawers. They got a hold of
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  Speaker 1: my mom at some point during all this, and she
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  Speaker 1: managed to get home that night, very tired and very
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  Speaker 1: freaked out about what happened. The cops investigated the incident,
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  Speaker 1: but never came up with any answers. We weren't doing
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  Speaker 1: too well financially at this point, but we still managed
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  Speaker 1: to move across town within a few months of this happening.
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  Speaker 1: For the months between that night and the day we moved,
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  Speaker 1: while I barely got any sleep and had these awful nightmares,
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  Speaker 1: I also flat out refused to be alone in the house,
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  Speaker 1: even for a couple of minutes, and I began to
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  Speaker 1: get very obsessive about checking and double-checking all the locks,
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  Speaker 1: a habit which has stuck around since this happened. Now
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  Speaker 1: that I have been writing this all out, I remember
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  Speaker 1: that there was one thing that I haven't told anyone,
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  Speaker 1: mostly because at the time, I thought the whole thing
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  Speaker 1: might have been blamed on me if I had said anything.
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  Speaker 1: Earlier in the day of the incident, I had gone
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  Speaker 1: back over to my house to get a notebook that
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  Speaker 1: was full of writing I wanted to show my friend.
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  Speaker 1: Nothing was obviously wrong as far as I could tell,
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  Speaker 1: The front door was locked when I got there, and
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  Speaker 1: there were no signs of any tampering, no noises from
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  Speaker 1: any part of the house. But the minute I stepped inside,
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  Speaker 1: I felt that something was just off. Really off. It
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  Speaker 1: was almost too quiet, if that makes sense. I was
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  Speaker 1: getting chills up and down my spine, and goosebumps all over.
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  Speaker 1: I tried to will myself just to get over it,
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  Speaker 1: and go to my room and grab my notebook. But
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  Speaker 1: I couldn't make myself take more than a few steps
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  Speaker 1: into the house. I was too creeped out. I locked
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  Speaker 1: the door and ran back across the street. I've thought
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  Speaker 1: back on that moment a lot, wondering if maybe I
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  Speaker 1: accidentally left the door open when I left. But there
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  Speaker 1: was no way. I distinctly remember turning the deadbolt back
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  Speaker 1: in place. When I returned to my friend's house, I
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  Speaker 1: felt like an idiot. for being such a wimp that
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  Speaker 1: I couldn't walk through my own house even when it
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  Speaker 1: was empty. But looking back now, well, who knows? Perhaps
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  Speaker 1: my gut feeling is what saved me that day. It
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  Speaker 1: freaks me out thinking what would have happened to me
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  Speaker 1: if I had gone any further into the house. This
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  Speaker 1: situation started back in 2008 during my senior year of
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  Speaker 1: high school. I woke up late one night to my
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  Speaker 1: phone ringing. I looked at my clock and wondered who
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  Speaker 1: could be calling me at 4 o'clock in the morning.
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  Speaker 1: The caller ID said it was a private number. Thinking
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  Speaker 1: that this was just some automated call, I didn't answer.
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  Speaker 1: and went back to sleep. Whoever it was didn't leave
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  Speaker 1: a voicemail, so I didn't think much of it. Until
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  Speaker 1: these calls started to become more frequent. Fast forward to
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  Speaker 1: my freshman year of college. These calls started happening almost
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  Speaker 1: every night, always around 4am. I never answered them, just
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  Speaker 1: because answering an unknown caller has always creeped me out.
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  Speaker 1: It definitely wasn't an automated caller either. It was deliberate.
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  Speaker 1: I remember being called three or four more times. after
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  Speaker 1: not answering the first time. At this point I was
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  Speaker 1: starting to get a little pissed off because I'm a
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  Speaker 1: student who has classes at 8 a.m. and whoever this
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  Speaker 1: was needed to stop disrupting my sleep and leave me alone.
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  Speaker 1: So one night when the Answered. Hello? Who is this?
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  Speaker 1: No response. Please stop calling me. I think you have
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  Speaker 1: the wrong number. I then heard menacing laughter. Followed by
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  Speaker 1: incoherent rambling. Even though I couldn't understand what was being said,
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  Speaker 1: it sounded threatening. It gives me the chills just thinking
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  Speaker 1: back on it. Look, whoever you are, you have the
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  Speaker 1: wrong number. Please stop calling me. I then hung up.
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  Speaker 1: I'm thinking this guy is probably just some drunk, because
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  Speaker 1: I couldn't understand a word he said. It was just
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  Speaker 1: the way he said it really got to me. I
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  Speaker 1: got a gut feeling that this guy was someone I
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  Speaker 1: never wanted to meet in person. Ever. And that's when
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  Speaker 1: I began to wonder if I had a stalker on
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  Speaker 1: my hands. I really became paranoid about it. The calls
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  Speaker 1: continued for months. They were so frequent that I ended
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  Speaker 1: up turning off my phone at night so I could sleep.
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  Speaker 1: I never thought about calling the police because I didn't
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  Speaker 1: have a number to go by. I was always very
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  Speaker 1: aware of my surroundings from that point on though. Being
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  Speaker 1: in a third floor apartment helped, but still, this entire
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  Speaker 1: situation was getting to me. During Christmas break of that year,
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  Speaker 1: I went home to Memphis, Tennessee. It was nice to
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  Speaker 1: take a break from school and just relax for a change.
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  Speaker 1: But early one morning, I get a call from the
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  Speaker 1: private number again, except this time, it wasn't 4am, it
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  Speaker 1: was around 8 or 9. I answer, and I'm ready
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  Speaker 1: to go off on the sky. Who the hell is this?
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  Speaker 1: Leave me alone. I then heard a deep Male voice respond,
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  Speaker 1: Are you going to meet me? This was the only
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  Speaker 1: coherent thing I had ever heard from this caller. So
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  Speaker 1: in shock, I respond, Uh, no, I don't know you.
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  Speaker 1: In the most chilling voice I had ever heard, he said,
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  Speaker 1: I know where you live. I'll be there soon. This
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  Speaker 1: is the part where I completely flip out. I'm in
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  Speaker 1: full-out panic mode. I rush to my parents' room and
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  Speaker 1: wake them up. I'm on the verge of tears and
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  Speaker 1: I tell them what happened. Obviously, they were very concerned
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  Speaker 1: and shared my theory about me having a stalker and
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  Speaker 1: I'm wondering how this guy could possibly know me. Should
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  Speaker 1: I call the police and if so, what do I
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  Speaker 1: tell them? My father was in the military, so he's
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  Speaker 1: up immediately. grabs a gun from under his bed, and
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  Speaker 1: starts keeping an eye out for mysterious cars driving around outside.
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  Speaker 1: I was too petrified to get any more sleep that night.
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  Speaker 1: Sorry if this seems anticlimactic, but thankfully, nothing else happened
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  Speaker 1: after that day. I decided that if I got another
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  Speaker 1: call from him, I would go to my phone company
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  Speaker 1: and see if they could trace his number and report
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  Speaker 1: him to the police, but the calls just stopped altogether.
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  Speaker 1: and I haven't gotten another one since. I've always wondered
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  Speaker 1: if it was someone messing with me, but from the
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  Speaker 1: way he said, I know where you live. I'll be
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  Speaker 1: there soon. It didn't sound like he was messing around.
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  Speaker 1: It sounded threatening. I can't help but wonder if he
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  Speaker 1: thought he was calling someone else, someone that he knew,
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  Speaker 1: and he was going to go over to that person's
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  Speaker 1: house and do something terrible to them. I really hope
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  Speaker 1: it wasn't some other girl who just happened to sound
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  Speaker 1: like me. If it was, I really hope she's okay.
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  Speaker 1: But the way the calls just stopped completely makes me
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  Speaker 1: think otherwise. For some background information, I'm a female, and
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  Speaker 1: about two years ago, I had to go to a
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  Speaker 1: psychiatric facility so I could deal with some depression issues.
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  Speaker 1: At the time, I was 14. I had been in
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  Speaker 1: the hospital for three days when this all started. One morning,
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  Speaker 1: I woke up with an awful stomach ache and convinced
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  Speaker 1: the nurses to let me stay in from the activities
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  Speaker 1: and sleep off the pain. So while I'm alone in
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  Speaker 1: the hospital, my room phone begins ringing. I run over
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  Speaker 1: to it and answer it, thinking it could be my
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  Speaker 1: boyfriend or my parents calling. But instead it's a man's
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  Speaker 1: voice I didn't recognize. Can I talk to Sandra? Sorry,
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  Speaker 1: there's no Sandra here. Oh, alright, thanks. Who is this?
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  Speaker 1: The voice sounded a lot like my friend's dad, who
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  Speaker 1: I had just met the night before during visiting hours.
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  Speaker 1: I told him my name, figuring he would recognize it.
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  Speaker 1: So what are you in there for? Uh, that's personal.
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  Speaker 1: This conversation was starting to raise red flags for me,
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  Speaker 1: because I had told my friend's dad why I was
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  Speaker 1: there the night before. Did you fight to get in there,
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  Speaker 1: beating up other girls? I said no, and I was
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  Speaker 1: quickly becoming creeped out. It took me a minute, but
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  Speaker 1: I realized that there was no Sandra at this hospital.
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  Speaker 1: I wasn't really sure on everyone's names, but I'm pretty
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  Speaker 1: sure there was no Sandra there. Now I was starting
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  Speaker 1: to get very uncomfortable, and I told him that I
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  Speaker 1: had to go, and that was it. Visiting hours came around,
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  Speaker 1: and another phone call comes in for me. It was
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  Speaker 1: a man asking for me by name, claiming to be
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  Speaker 1: my father. But here's the thing. My dad was sitting
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  Speaker 1: right next to me. I explained that the caller had
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  Speaker 1: contacted me earlier, and my dad was pissed. He went
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  Speaker 1: over to the phone and demanded to know who was calling.
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  Speaker 1: The man didn't say anything and hung up. After a
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  Speaker 1: couple more calls came in asking for me by name,
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  Speaker 1: I informed the hospital staff and they became very concerned
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  Speaker 1: and discontinued phone calls altogether. Apparently a convicted rapist had
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  Speaker 1: been calling the mental hospital for years, getting names of
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  Speaker 1: the girls who answered the phone. He then uses whatever
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  Speaker 1: information he learns from the girls. and then calls back
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  Speaker 1: posing as their father or boyfriend. Apparently he had even
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  Speaker 1: tried to pick up patients a couple of times. The
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  Speaker 1: weirdest part is, when you call the hospital, you have
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  Speaker 1: to know the birthday of the patient, or the staff
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  Speaker 1: won't put the call through. So we somehow knew a
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  Speaker 1: bunch of information about the patients there, and used it
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  Speaker 1: to prey on us. It definitely freaked me out at
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  Speaker 1: the time, seeing as he's the one who should have
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  Speaker 1: been in the hospital. Oh, and one last thing. The
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  Speaker 1: guy is definitely not my friend's dad. He just happened
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  Speaker 1: to have a similar voice, I guess. It was late
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  Speaker 1: when I stumbled into my apartment last night, trying to
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  Speaker 1: be as quiet as I could, but managing to bang
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  Speaker 1: into damn near everything. Cringing at each thing I knocked over,
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  Speaker 1: I groped my way through the dark into my bedroom.
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  Speaker 1: It must have been 2, maybe 3 o'clock in the morning.
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  Speaker 1: The bar was closed, that's for sure. I stripped down
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  Speaker 1: to my boxers and tried to crawl into bed as
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  Speaker 1: quietly as I could. My girlfriend would definitely be pissed
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  Speaker 1: off at me arriving home at this ungodly hour. But thankfully,
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  Speaker 1: she didn't stir. I slunk down into the pillow, eyes dreary,
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  Speaker 1: breath heavy. I was nearly asleep, spinning away into a
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  Speaker 1: dream when my phone began vibrating. I let out a
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  Speaker 1: groan before rolling over to the side of the bed
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  Speaker 1: and reaching for my phone. But when I looked at
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  Speaker 1: the screen, I was confused. It was my girlfriend's number.
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  Speaker 1: She must have left it at a friend's house and
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  Speaker 1: they were calling my phone to let me know. So
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  Speaker 1: I answered it. Hello? Hey babe, I just got home.
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  Speaker 1: Would you help me bring in the laundry? What the?
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  Speaker 1: It was my girlfriend's voice, but... I turned my head
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  Speaker 1: to the huddled body lying next to me. My mind
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  Speaker 1: ran through infinite scenarios of what unimaginable horror awaited me
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  Speaker 1: underneath those sheets. It is a very cold and unnerving
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  Speaker 1: feeling when you find out that the person lying next
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  Speaker 1: to you in bed was not who you thought they were.
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  Speaker 1: With my stomach in my throat and my eyes wide
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  Speaker 1: with terror, I grabbed a handful of blanket and snatched
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  Speaker 1: it away. My girlfriend moaned into consciousness and stared at me, confused.
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  Speaker 1: I shined my phone's light in her face and to
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  Speaker 1: make sure she wasn't some sunken-eyed specter. But no, she
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  Speaker 1: just looked really pissed off when she saw my eyes
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  Speaker 1: wide and my mouth open. I bet I looked pretty stupid.
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  Speaker 1: You stupid drunken asshole, go to sleep! She seethed and
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  Speaker 1: smacked me with a pillow. She then kicked my side
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  Speaker 1: a few times, grumbled some obscenities, and flipped over toward
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  Speaker 1: the wall. Yep, that's definitely her. I must have hung
• 20:39
  Speaker 1: up the phone during the commotion, because it began vibrating again.
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  Speaker 1: I jumped a bit, my nerves still a bit frayed.
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  Speaker 1: It was her number again. I answered. Hey babe, I
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  Speaker 1: just got home. Could you help me bring in the...
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  Speaker 1: I hung up right away. It sounded... exactly like her.
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  Speaker 1: But she was lying in bed right next to me.
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  Speaker 1: Her basket of folded clean clothes was in the corner
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  Speaker 1: of the room. I remember her bringing it home earlier
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  Speaker 1: and I reluctantly dragged it all up the stairs for her.
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  Speaker 1: I crawled over to the window and with two fingers
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  Speaker 1: separated the blinds so I could peer through. I scanned
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  Speaker 1: the lot for her car and I saw it directly
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  Speaker 1: below our bedroom. There was someone sitting in the driver's seat.
• 21:39
  Speaker 1: They looked nearly identical to her. The longer I stared,
• 21:44
  Speaker 1: the more it sank in that there was something very,
• 21:47
  Speaker 1: very off here. I then began to notice slight differences.
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  Speaker 1: Her neck seemed too long, her shoulders much too narrow,
• 21:58
  Speaker 1: and her head was too thin. It was like once
• 22:02
  Speaker 1: it realized its disguise failed. that it began to show
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  Speaker 1: its true form. Her face began to twist to the side,
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  Speaker 1: all the while a toothy grin stretched wider and wider
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  Speaker 1: until it was touching both ears. Her large eyes had
• 22:21
  Speaker 1: turned black and were staring straight forward into the steering wheel. Suddenly,
• 22:27
  Speaker 1: her face snapped upwards. Her black eyes were now staring
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  Speaker 1: into my window. She raised a misshaped hand to her head,
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  Speaker 1: and my phone began to vibrate once more. I had
• 22:49
  Speaker 1: been staring in shock, in complete disbelief at what I
• 22:52
  Speaker 1: was seeing. The light buzzing in my hand jolted me
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  Speaker 1: back to reality. All the air left my lungs, and
• 23:00
  Speaker 1: I collapsed next to my girlfriend. which caused her to
• 23:04
  Speaker 1: wake up again. Still in a tired stupor, I grabbed
• 23:08
  Speaker 1: her by the arm and pulled her over to the window. Look,
• 23:13
  Speaker 1: look inside your car, I whispered, nearly in tears. She
• 23:19
  Speaker 1: looked around for her car, and then she saw it.
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  Speaker 1: What the? She began to speak, looking very worried. Her
• 23:30
  Speaker 1: expression changed. into a twisted grimace of pure terror. She
• 23:35
  Speaker 1: suddenly began shrieking and sobbing hysterically. She shoved her head
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  Speaker 1: into my side, my arms pulling her close to my abdomen.
• 23:44
  Speaker 1: We were like a couple of frightened children. I was
• 23:48
  Speaker 1: unable to look away from the window. I watched as
• 23:51
  Speaker 1: the thing inside her car opened the door and power
• 23:56
  Speaker 1: walked away with unnatural speed. It headed toward the forested
• 24:01
  Speaker 1: lake to the left of the apartments. However, it kept
• 24:05
  Speaker 1: its head toward us the whole time, its neck bending
• 24:09
  Speaker 1: gruesomely backwards as the rest of its body shuddered away.
• 24:15
  Speaker 1: It wasn't grinning anymore. It was frowning, almost like it
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  Speaker 1: was sad. We must have tired ourselves out from all
• 24:26
  Speaker 1: those surges of adrenaline. because right after it vanished into
• 24:30
  Speaker 1: the dark, I remember waking up in the daylight. My
• 24:33
  Speaker 1: girlfriend was still tangled in my arms. Both of us
• 24:36
  Speaker 1: slumped on each other. I checked my phone to see
• 24:39
  Speaker 1: what time it was, and saw that I had 16
• 24:43
  Speaker 1: missed calls, all between the times of 1am and 7am.
• 24:48
  Speaker 1: We hadn't tried calling each other since yesterday afternoon. I
• 24:51
  Speaker 1: still have no idea how her phone had been used
• 24:54
  Speaker 1: like that. It was plugged in next to her the
• 24:56
  Speaker 1: whole night. and there weren't any outgoing calls from her
• 25:00
  Speaker 1: phone to mine. What's even stranger, though, is that when
• 25:04
  Speaker 1: she checked her phone, she had 18 missed calls, but
• 25:09
  Speaker 1: from my number. Each one, same as mine, was made
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  Speaker 1: between the time of 1 and 7 AM. I didn't
• 25:17
  Speaker 1: really know what to say to her, so I blurted out, Well,
• 25:22
  Speaker 1: I guess that means no more late-night taco runs for
• 25:25
  Speaker 1: a while. Neither of us laughed.