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The phone on the mahogany side table didn’t just ring; it shrieked.

There was a long, confused silence on the line. "I... I have to check with my manager," the voice stammered.

"Will I get better reception?" Brenda interrupted, waving the cordless phone. "Because you're breaking up. Honestly, for an ancient evil, your service provider is trash." Scary_Movie_3_m1080p_2003_ID2101_.mp4

The hand gave a thumbs up and retreated back into the floorboards.

Brenda looked at the handset, then back at her popcorn. She knew the legend. If you watch the cursed tape, the phone rings. If you answer it, a gravelly voice tells you that you have seven days to live. She picked it up. The phone on the mahogany side table didn’t

"It’s a curse!" the voice yelled, regaining its edge. "You will see the ring! You will feel the cold! You will—"

"Great," Brenda said, leaning back. "Also, is this death by supernatural curse or just a really aggressive flu? Because if it’s the curse, I need to know if I should buy a waterproof casket. I saw the tape. That girl is dripping ." I have to check with my manager," the voice stammered

Brenda checked her calendar. "Ooh, seven days? Can we do six? I have a dentist appointment next Tuesday and I really don't want to die with a cavity. It’s embarrassing."