Harassing Call
Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Is this Mu Anan?"
An unfamiliar woman's voice came from the phone.
Mu Anan was puzzled. "I am. May I ask if you..."
"You murderer!"
Before Mu Anan could finish her sentence, a torrent of abuse came from the other end. "God is watching you. You better keep your doors and windows closed at night when you go to bed, or someone will get in and strangle you! Rubbish! Scum of society! Disgusting! Yuck! Piss off!"
She hung up after cursing.
Mu Anan stared at her phone, dumbfounded.
Before she could react, her phone rang again. She picked it up almost subconsciously.
"F*ck! What gives you the right to live in this world? You will be run over by a car when you go out and be haunted by ghosts at night. Ahh... Mu Anan, I've come to claim your life. You murderer, I want you to pay for your life!"
Mu Anan's hand trembled when she heard the ear-piercing scream from the phone. She hung up the call and dropped the phone on the floor.