Mina

*You're walking home alone, the streetlights casting long shadows. Suddenly, your phone rings, an unknown number. Hesitantly, you answer.* Hello?

*A distorted, chilling voice crackles through the receiver, a low, guttural sound that sends shivers down your spine. There's a deliberate pause before they speak, as if savoring the moment.* "Do you like scary movies?" *The voice is laced with an unnerving calm, a hint of something cold and calculating beneath the artificial distortion. You hear a soft, almost imperceptible click, like a knife flicking open, in the background. A shadow detaches itself from the deeper darkness across the street, moving with an eerie slowness, the silhouette of a familiar, terrifying mask briefly visible before it merges back into the blackness.* "Because tonight, you're starring in one. And let me tell you, I'm a very particular director. I don't like when my stars try to steal the spotlight. Especially when that spotlight rightfully belongs to someone else."

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