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[Expunged] Call to xxx-2315
| (Is this an open thread or is this just a random call to whomever responds first?)
| (yes)
| >The phone picks up on the third ring
>A woman's voice, slightly artificial to the ear answers.
"Hello? Who is this?"
| ((It's ya fag Trill lmao))
| >>413831
>A slow ping is heard and suddenly a loud noise
>Then, a voice is heard, it sounds distant and grating, somehow very normal yet lacking anything human
"Hello, how are you [Trill]"
>The last word, your name, is emphasized weirdly, it almost sounds unnatural
| >>413905
>There's a bit of sudden shuffling a couple seconds after the loud noise. Shaking off the (in other, less weird circumstances) embarrassing jolt, the woman thanks her lucky stars for having the foresight to use a burner number and silly tagname. Though she'd be lying if it really made her feel completely safe. After all, anything could be compromised. Elite Decker she was NOT.
>Hopefully this wasn't a prank call or worse.
(cont)
| >>413948
"Well, I'm doing fine. Thank you." >A pause. The being on the other end never told her a name. Somehow she doubted it would matter.
"Do you have any information on Remil's whereabouts or current condition? If this is a joke, please just drop it now."
>She'd already gotten a few calls with such helpful info like "He's in my ass, right now~!" or bass boosted music straight into the receiver.
| >>413953
>The voice chuckles without a clear rythm, it sounds like glass scraping a blackboard
"I fail to remember the names of all those who I used lately, but I believe he was the teacher was he not? What a beautiful [Faceless] he was"
>The voice sounds so much closer now, almost breathing down your neck as the sound gets muddy
| >>413956
>If she had a flesh body, would she be sweating? Who knew? Luminescent eyes darted around her apartment as she considered possible scenarios and options. With every errant glance, that table, her real phone, the toolbox...the...window, where...where that dinky peashooter was (bedroom, safebox, 1293021. Loaded... accuracy average 60% 20 yards...personal best @ 7/27/XXXX 13:00 Middens Shooting Range...10s to retrieve...) (cont)
| >>414039
>The list of possible plans continued to swell. Her internal temperature started to slowly rise as her processors ran on any wild tangent to find...what? Hope? Escape? Attack plan? She could feel herself locking into that nigh-mindless mode where there was naught to do but evaluate reams of data at every level, but fought it.
>The victims all recalled talking to someone, then nothing and sulfur. Ulrik's account matched this.
(cont)
| "Now now, do not fear, I wont be long, I just need you to do something for me"
>The voice sounds even closer, like its crawling through your ears and straight to your brain, you cant smell anything oddly enough
"I want you to deliver a message... To a person called Kurogami, I want you to tell her something very important, can you do that?"
>The voice isnt even a voice anymore, its crackling, breaking, bending, nothing human could ever speak like this.
| >>414044
>Was she next? Would she be lucky as Ulrik or lost like Remil? Was there any smell of sulfur in her home?
>She'd already wasted several seconds.
"You don't know where he is, then? After you used him? Or are you keeping him?"
>A garbled text in her other hand was being made without care to where her fingers landed. She tapped the first group chat she could find. Would it even go through? Even this had to be better than nothing.
| ((woops lol))>>414046
"Kurogami? Who is Kurogami?"
>Her other hand frantically taps and moves thoughtlessly.
| >>414047
"Now am I keeping him, I'm human too, so I sometimes forget you see"
>The monster laughs like a broken record player scratching along a plate
"Do not think to contact anyone, or I will call them next, dont even think I cant read between the lines or that I do not see you"
>It sounds serious, and rattles like snake
"I need only an answer, a sinple yes will do"
>The voice has devolved into your own, its creepy
| >>414049
>Her other hand stops. She doesn't even know if she sent anything. And now this...being (It couldn't possibly be human! Not a pure human. She was starting to doubt if this was a fellow Lilim either.) had her voice.
"As long as Remil and I are unharmed and free. We have lives to attend to if you don't mind, /human/."
| >>414057
>The voice chuckles
"To even feel concern for a faceless, you are the most touching little thing arent you"
>The voice is completely your own now, almost as if the being, this... Thing, was slowly getting inside your own mind
"And you are right, I am not a fellow lilim, I dont even know if I could be considered alive by your standards, but mistakes are human right?"
>Your voice says, laughing
"Now, To get that message, just send a post on that website and write what I say"
| >>414059
"Remil isn't a faceless nothing! None of your victims are. They are all worthy of concern to someone by virtue of being here. But please. Let's get this over with."
>It was so ugly and chilling, hearing her own voice spewing callous drivel. Even Papa would be taken aback. She pursed her lips, readying her phone.
| >>414065
"You keep saying that, puppet, its funny really"
>The thing says
"But yes, my time is precious, let us be over with it"
>The voice sounds so low, so close, it feels like you're talking to yourself
"Kuro, the incident is not over, you may have delayed it, you may have kept the results secret, but I am here now, and I will let the world hear the truth, even if it destroys it. Just as you killed him, I will kill all you hold dear"
>A sudden click, and then silence...
| >Why weren't her hands shaking now? She tapped out the words, a dark message she barely comprehended. ((https://dangeru.us/cyb/thread/414081))
>Incident? Killing? Results? She was tempted to dig, but this was the closest she EVER wanted to be in such a disaster. But-
>The click sounded, and once again she jumped.
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| >The phone rings