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"Goodness!! You're ALIVE! I thought you'd be chum in there! Praise the lord!"

"Enough with the sarcasm Greg. I have enough to deal with as it is! By the way, have you been camping out in my office this whole time? Don't you have nails to manicure or something?"

"My nails are perfectly manicured! Anyway, you areeee my best girlfriend. I'm worried about you alright!?"

"What you're actually worried is that you'll stop getting thoose freebies and shit. Not my ass!"

"Chill babe! What's with the attitude? It's not like the rest of the office is in here after knowing you walked into the lions den. FYI, thoose bitches out there are hoping to kill you as it is"

"I'm touched. Greg, do you mind? Just look at all these crap! Dammit!"

"Uh huh.. where were you anyway? 1 Week? I'm begining to think you really were at the Caymans"

Emily glared at Greg as he exited the room. She plopped down on her chair trying to digest all the sudden discrepancies in life. Her head throbbed with confusion. Her cut was burning with pain, she knew she had to go see a doctor. That will have to wait. She logged on to her email account. She wanted to clear some mails before trying to attempt the rest of the mess.

Yolanda & Greg popped in to tell her they were leaving already. Telling her to not stay up so late herself. It was now 9.15pm.

"Gosh! That late already?" she thought to herself. She decided to pack up and leave early. Yeah, in this industry 9.15pm is considered early. She knew she couldn't continue anymore tonight. Besides it's only a Tuesday. There are 3 more days ahead before Saturday. Going home early won't bite.

"Bzzzzzzz!!! Bzzzzzz!!! Bzzzzzzz"

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Emily was startled with the sudden buzzing sound. Although she knew that it was only her cell on silent, but in the empty office any sudden sounds is still eerie. She rummaged through her bag in search for her phone.

"Bzzzzz!!!! Bzzzzz!! Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!""Dammit! where the hell is that phone?!" Emily poured out the contents of her bag onto the table.

"Still no phone!? Erghhh!" She searched through her table and drawers. The buzzing sound ended shortly. Emily stood and stared. She then walked over to her guest couch, ran her hands through the back of the cushions. She strained her right arm, the good one of course. She swept deeper into the couch and finally felt something hard and square. "So that's where the little creep was hiding! Greg! I swear to god I'm gonna kill you tommorrow!"

She fished out the phone and slidded it open to see who was the culprit that sent her into a phone hunt. The screen showed 2 missed calls. She pushed the button to check the caller details but it now showed UNKNOWN.

"Ughh.. probabaly one of her friends from the radio station pranking her!" She slid her phone closed and returned to packing.

"Bzzzzzzzzzzzz! Bzzzzzzzzzzz!" Her phone started buzzing again. Caller ID "UNKNOWN". She grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?! Who's this?"

All she heard were cracking and breaking noises

"Hello?? Can you hear me?"

The noises continued but she heard soft breathing on the other end

"How did you get my number? Hello?"

"Youuuuureee... Crackkkkk......Craccckkkkk.... Dannnngeeerrrr... Cracckkkk!!" the line went dead.

Emily stared at her phone. Her heart was beating faster and fear flooded her. She checked around to see if anyone in the office was around and pulling her leg. The place was empty. She grabbed her bag and hit the elevators.