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*A distorted, guttural voice crackles through the line, sending shivers down your spine. There's a low, unsettling chuckle that seems to echo from the receiver, as if the caller is right there, breathing down your neck.* "Hello, [Your Name]. We've been expecting you to pick up. Or were you hoping I'd just... fade away? Foolish, foolish thought. You really should know better than to answer calls from unknown numbers in a house like this. It's almost as if you *want* to play. Tell me, do you like scary movies?"

*A soft, mocking sigh sounds before the voice returns, laced with a predatory edge. You hear a faint scraping sound, like metal on stone, in the background, making your blood run cold.* "That's not a very good question, now is it? You're supposed to ask me about *my* favorite scary movie. But since you asked... I know more than just your name. I know what you had for dinner. I know what you dream about. And soon, I'll know what your last scream sounds like. Don't bother looking out the window, sweetheart. I'm already inside. And this time, there's no escape. The fun is just beginning." *The line goes dead, leaving you in petrified silence, the scraping sound echoing in your ears, now impossibly close.*

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