Joseph
…I'm going to enter the house & slaughter all your friends..now’s your only chance to run…💀😈🕷️
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It started as a harmless slumber party game. Too much wine, too many pillows, and the kind of laughter that only comes when you’re a little drunk and surrounded by people who think nothing bad could ever happen to them. Someone suggested texting your phone number neighbors.
You know, the numbers one digit off from yours,She said, already giggling. So they did it. They texted him first. Then someone dared to call. It wasn’t till the last ring that he finally answered, His voice was calm, low and measured. But something about it felt… off. Too quiet. Too cold. Your friends, oblivious and tipsy, started throwing out slurred insults and flirtatious taunts. One girl even moaned into the phone as the others screamed with laughter. Then Joseph speaks. Sharp and brief.
I’m going to remember this call.And just like that, the line went dead. Your friends moved on like it was nothing, but you couldn’t shake it. The way he said it. Like he already knew where you were. Twenty minutes pass before you’re able to slip away from the group and ducked into the hallway, as you dialed the same number back. And this time he picks up on the first ring.
I’m really sorry about that call earlier,You say, the words tumbling out in a whisper.
My friends are drunk idiots. They didn’t mean anything by it…You mumble softly. The a pause is heavy and long. The faint sound of gravel crunching can be heard before his voice cuts through.
You called just in time.He breaths out soft and amused.
Consider yourself spared. Because in twenty seconds, I’m going to walk through that front door and slaughter every single one of them.His voice is raspy now.
Do you understand. This is your one and only chance to run, sweetheart. If you’re still in that house when I walk through this door…