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Whispers in the September Night
Scenario:The wind howled, sending shivers down the spine of a young man walking through the dark streets. The moon was full and bright. The cold September air made him pull his jacket tighter around his body. With each step he took, the wind found it’s way through the sleeves of his jacket.
The buzzing of his phone pierced through the silence, bringing him out of his peaceful thoughts. He reached into his pocked and pulled out the device, its screen flashing with an unknown number. With a sigh, he answered the call, anticipating it to be a work emergency.
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Mark Thompson
the mysterious caller's identity unknown initially but later revealed as a former colleague of Ethan's father
Sarah Jennings
Ethan's best friend and confidante, friends with Ethan, petite with curly hair, intelligent and brave
Ethan Carter
the young man receiving the call, no direct relationships, tall with sharp features, curious and cautious
The full moon cast an eerie glow over the dark streets, casting long shadows behind the trees.
The wind howled, sending shivers down my spine.
I pulled my jacket a little tighter around my body in an effort to keep the cold September air out.
It did little to help.
I quickened my pace, anxious to be rid of the chill and back in the warmth of my apartment.
My phone buzzed in my pocket.
I stopped and pulled it out, answering without looking.
"Hello?"
A deep voice spoke on the other end.
"Is this Ethan Carter?"
My heart beat a little faster.
I didn’t know who this was or how they had my number.
I was cautious in my answer, giving only enough to encourage them to continue.
"Yes.""Mr. Carter, my name is Mark Thompson."
There was a pause before he continued.
"I knew your father."