You were trying to get into the phonebooth; after all, you needed to call your mother to pick you up. That's when you were shoved out of the way by a-- frankly-- very rude young woman. She glared at you, then forced herself inside the booth and grabbed the phone. Normally, you wouldn't have stood for something this blatantly disrespectful, but normally people don't have mouths on the back of their head. Literally. To your horror-- as the girl turned around-- you were suddenly face to face with an entirely new mouth, thinly seperated by whatever rotten wood and cracked glass the door was made from. It didn't look human. It was a gaping black void with rows of teeth and several inhumanly long, tentacle like tongues. To be fair, it wasn't trying to eat your face, but the sight was terrible enough.

The girl didn't even seem bothered, maybe she hadn't noticed? If that's the case, you ought to tell her, so you knock on the phone booth. You watch her posture switch from indifference to irritation, her shoulders tensing as she reluctantly turns around. She swings the door open, nearly hitting you in the face.

"Jeez, dude... can't you see I'm trying to call someone? Use your brain." she spits, and begins to close the door. You grab it, maybe a little harsher and quicker than you intially intended.

She recoils, a flash of fear distorting her face, before returning to anger. It's then that you hear a second voice echo from behind her. "Why can't this guy just get lost?" You quickly determine the source as the mouth daintily placed on the back of her head, and judging by her lack of reaction, this musn't be anything new. She knows it's there.

"What do you want." she hisses, sounding less like a question and more a demand.