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I rushed to my phone and called 911. When the police finally arrived at my house, I took a deep breath and explained everything that had just happened. But there was one thing I decided to keep to myself- the mysterious phone call I received just before it all unfolded. I watch the ambulance drive away with Brendan's body. By the time the officers left, Mia had shown up at my place. I filled her in on what went down, but unlike with the police, I didn’t hold back about that strange call.
“The Hotline to Heaven?” she exclaimed, clearly taken aback. I nodded slowly while pressing an ice pack against my head. Everything still felt a bit hazy. “I think I should get some rest,” I said after a moment. Mia looked at me with genuine concern and asked, “Do you want me to stay with you tonight?”
I shook my head firmly, “No, I just want things to feel as normal as possible.” With that, she drove off into the night, leaving me alone in the eerie quiet of my house. Sticking to my plan, I made my way upstairs to my bedroom. Memories of Brendan flooded back to me like waves, and before long, tears filled my eyes. As I lay down, it hit me how tough it would be to drift off into sleep. But surprisingly enough, within just moments, exhaustion took over and I slipped away into slumber, leaving those memories of Brendan behind for now.63Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqZtRmax3DB
