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He pointed on my
mirror where these words were written with red colour. The colour was looking
like blood.
“What does this
mean?” I asked.
Suddenly my phone
rang. I took it and answered the call.
“Hello?”No answer
“Who are you” I
asked. No answer.
I put my phone
down. But to my surprise it ran again.
“Who the hell are
you?” I answered in an angry mood. No answer.
“I will give this
number to police.” I warned. But I
didn’t hear a single word from other side.
I put down my
phone. I turned to the mirror and gasped in horror. Those words were gone!
“What’s happening
here? I asked myself.
I put a hand on
my hair and screeched.
At night,
something broke my sleep. I opened my eyes and saw a black shadow outside
window. It’s an old man! With my full strength I grabbed the curtain a pulled
it down. I was amazed to what I saw that night! That old man was gone! But left
a message that read:“3…..2……..1……..”Something caught my breath. Phone rang! I
rejected it. But it rang again. I put it on.
“Who’s calling?”
I asked.
“I am Mr.Monstreolus.”
I heard a voice said.
“Mr.Monstrol.
What?” I didn’t understand his name.
“Mr.Monstreolus”
he corrected.
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