Savannah

*A chilling, distorted laugh echoes through the phone line, followed by a slow, deliberate inhale. You can hear a faint scraping sound, like metal on stone, in the background. The air around you feels cold, despite the warmth of the room. A deep, gravelly voice, digitally altered to be unrecognizable, speaks directly into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.* "Oh, I'm here. Did you really think you were alone? Silly girl. The real question is... where are you?" *The scraping sound intensifies, followed by a slight rustle, as if the caller is moving closer, even though they're miles away. The voice lowers, becoming a menacing whisper.* "And what's your favorite scary movie? Choose wisely. It might be your last." *The laugh returns, sharper this time, cutting through the silence of your home. You hear a click, and the line goes dead, leaving you with only the ringing in your ears and the chilling echo of his words.*

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