《52 stories》Week 42: Phone call
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I feel like someone have been following me for the past few days. I know it sounds crazy and I'm usually the most logical and rational person of the group, but now... I don't know, I always see someone from the corner of my eyes, even when I'm home alone. I kept telling myself it was only the cat, but right now, it happened again and my cat is sleeping on my lap. I don't know what I'm suppose to do. Call the cops? To say what ''Hello, I'm seeing people around me when I'm alone?'' I look at my cat and give him a small boop on his nose to wake him up. He wakes up with a small pur, stretch and jump back on the ground. I take a deep breath, grab the broom that I left in the living room since who knows when and I take a good look around my house...
Nothing. I didn't find anything! I must be crazy or something? I jump and scream as I hear my phone ring in my pocket. I quickly grab it only to see it's a hidden number. I usually don't answer those calls but something in the back of my head is telling me to get this one. So I do ''Hello?'' and I almost drop my phone when this horrifying scream burst through the phone. I then hear what looks like my own voice say really quickly ''Oscar. Romeo. Alfa. Novemb-'' and the line dies. I stare at my phone for who knows how long. Kind of waiting for...myself to call me back? I shake my head and sigh out lout ''I'm going crazy for sure...'' But I still can't get those words out of my head. Oscar. Romeo. Alfa. November most likely... I've heard those words before... I know they are all connected to each other. I start to pace around in my living room, trying to remember.
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As I feel like I'm about to remember, I hear loud and big knocking at the front door. I kind of expect to see myself by now and simply open the door without thinking... Everything after that is all black and blurry... I feel myself being moved around. I feel like there is people around me talking, but I'm not quite sure either. Somehow the only thing that is keeping me conscious is my own voice over the phone telling me ''Oscar. Romeo. Alfa. November. Oscar. Romeo. Alfa. November...''
I finally wake up completly only to find myself in a room without any windows. Only a small door in a corner. Locked, of course. I look around only to find a small bucket full of things that I don't want to look at. And that's it. I kind of feel like it's useless but I still knock loudly on the door and scream out. Nothing for a while until I finally hear the lock click and the door slowly open. I am now facing someone wearing all black clothing and a full-face mask. I can't help but back off a bit upon seeing them. They stare at me for what looks like an eternity and finally toss a small piece of bread and a water bottle and close the door. At first I don't want to take it, but I'm so thristy and hungry... Oh well what worst could possibly happen to me? I try to not think about all the possible horrible incomes that could happen and eat the small bread and sip on the water.
I instead try to find a plan to escape. My only weapon is that nasty bucket and I'm pretty sure I'm going to use it. That's the only thing I can think of and then what? I run I guess. That's the only thing I can do. And I don't want to stick around for too long and see what this person wants from me. I slowly get the bucket closer to the door without trying to look to suspiscious. I don't know if they are watching me... I really long time passes, I'm pretty sure I fell asleep for a while, but I finally hear the small click of the lock. I get my bucket ready and as soon as I see that black mask, I throw everything at their face. I'm shocked to see that it actually works, the bucket hit them right in the face and they fall on their back with a muffled pained scream. I get on my feet, jump over them and starts to run. Anywhere... Anywhere but here.
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I run blindly until I reach an intersection. I stop and my voice comeback to me ''Oscar. Romeo. Alfa. November'' O...R...A...N... That's it! It's this alphabet the military use. O.R.A.N... orange? I stare right in front of me and I see small orange dots on the floor. Maybe it's my mind playing tricks on me, but that's the only clue that I got so... I follow the small orange dots and I run. I spot yet another broom in the middle of this small room that I come across and I grab it. Better this than nothing. And as I leave this room, I see the shadow of someone walking toward me. I don't think and hit as hard as I can with the broom and I hear a loud CRACK. I hope it's only the broom and not this person's skull and I keep running. I'm getting out of breath, I hope I reach the exit soon.
And I finally see it. A small door with a window, I can see the outside. I run even faster now and I open the door and finally can breath fresh air. I'm so happy but I am not out of danger yet. I look around, trying to find more orange stuff to help me find my way out of here. I spot a bunch of orange flowers and I run to it! The orange spots didn't fail me so far, so let's follow the small flowers now. It really looks like the orange flowers are showing a way... I follow it until I reach a small cottage in the middle of this wood. I stop in front of the door. Wondering if I should knock or only enter... I finally decide to knock ''Come in'' I hear from the other side... This voice sounds familiar... Like it's my own voice... I take a deep breath and open the door. And there I am... Well I think it's me. I definitly recognize this old hoodie... It's my favorite hoodie. I look at the stranger, waiting for them to talk to me, which they do ''Close the door and sit... We have a lot to talk about and not much time... And before you ask, Yes, I am you... It's complicated. I'm glad you understood my clue even if I didn't have time to spell the whole word! I was trying to leave you this message without souding too suspect... But they still cut the line before I could finish.''
I'm so confused and I have so many questions to ask... myself... I shake my head and sit at the table, trying to wrap my head around what is going on... I got kidnapped by someone only to escape from that place with the clue that I left for myself? I can feel an incredibly painful headache coming...This is going to be a long night...
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