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My throat tightens, as if there's a pair of big hands around my neck, and I can barely breathe.

"Who are you?" The delicate voice transmitted through the phone once again. There was a hint of impatience in the voice.

It was as though I had heard a terrifying story. I frantically pressed the hang up button and stared at my phone in a daze. Tears flowed down my face without any warning