D.I.S.C.L.A.I.M.E.R: I don't own Shaman King
Anna's Closet
By BluRoSeS
Chapter 5: Phone Calls part2
Anna rang me up really late the following night and baffled me with her stuttering. She seemed terrified. I first thought she was messing around, but that was until she muttered the word 'KILL'
Anna was well known for her spoken English and I knew she wasn't the type of girl to exaggerate a situation. Her voice began to tremble as she repeated something that sounded like 'he going to kill us'
I calmed her down and asked her to repeat what she had said… "He's going to kill us" she repeated.
I too began to stutter as I asked her "who's… who wants to kill you!"
Then I got the answer I wasn't expecting. She whispered that her uncle was drunk and that he had an axe.
She went on to say " he took a swipe at dad and he has disconnected the phones, I'm calling you on my mobile"
I asked if her father was injured. She shouted out " blood, there's blood everywhere, he hit him from behind" I asked if he was breathing or not.
Anna frantically screamed, "he's coming…. he's coming upstairs" I held the phone tighter in my sweaty palms and listened. I could hear her crying. The phone sounded hollow.
I asked her " what's wrong with the phone?" Anna replied, "I'm hiding in the closet" "where's your uncle now" I asked her.
She started to whisper, " I'm not sure where he is, but I can hear footsteps on the staircase coming up"
I asked if I should hang up and call the police. It was a probability that she hadn't called anyone but myself.
Anna begged me not to hang up, it seemed like my voice was giving her comfort and assisting her to feel safe.
I hesitated for a second or two, and then asked her "what…! Which uncle is it?" I knew that Anna had respect for her elders; she called anyone near her parent's age uncle or auntie.
She was never on first name basics with anyone much older than she was. I kept asking her "which uncle? Anna talk to me, which uncle wants to kill you?"
All I could hear was her franticly pleading for me to rush over to help her. I began to feel nauseous hearing her voice, pleading, "Please come over, help me, and help me!" I felt useless, unable to help her.
I could hear her screams. Anna then said, " He's coming to my room! I can hear him coming near my room! Someone help me please!"
She sounded terrified. My navel felt like 10.5 earthquake was about to commence. I held my breath as I heard Anna plead for her life again and again.
"He's in my room now! He is coming! Help me Yoh! Help me!"
She squealed. I shouted at her to tell which uncle wanted to kill her. Her voice got softer and then into a whisper as she said… "He's in my room now. He is walking around the room. Yoh where are you! Oh! No! He's coming towards the closet. Yoh help me! He's trying to open the closet! Uncle please don't…please don't…please don't….hhhhaaaaaaaa!"
I called out her name…"Anna! Anna!"
Suddenly, there was a loud scream and then…silence. I heard heavy breathing, and then the line went dead.
A/n: I told u that this would end in a cliff.
