Every night, at the stroke of midnight, Sarah's phone would ring, displaying an unknown number on the screen. With trembling hands, she would answer, only to be greeted by static-filled whispers that sent shivers down her spine.
At first, Sarah dismissed the calls as a prank, but they persisted, growing more frequent and disturbing with each passing day. The voice on the other end spoke of unspeakable horrors, of a darkness that hungered for her soul.
Terrified, Sarah sought help, but no one could explain the origin of the phantom calls. As the nights stretched on, she descended into madness, haunted by the relentless whispers that followed her every move, even in the waking hours.
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