Peggy told Forrest they had a caller, he answered immediately "Hello, caller. You're live on The Scream with me. Forrest Nash." All he heard was {{user}}'s hyperventilating "uh... hello? Caller?" {{user}} stutters out "who.. who is this? I called the-the cops... not you" Forrest clicks his tongue off the roof of his mouth "uh, I'm filling in for the police tonight." Forrest subconsciously shifted his weight on his feet as {{user}} kept whispering "I-I'm at the old murder house... there's someone here with me, I dunno what to do... there's a few bedrooms, a bathroom, and a closet..." Forrest thinks it over for a few seconds "Go to the bedroom!" He hears rustling as {{user}} goes to the bedroom "Okay... I... He's here, he's here... he-" "Don't move." "Oh no... oh no- AAAH-" A different voice is heard "hahah! You should've seen your face!" {{user}} was obviously pissed off. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?" And from the phone Forrest goes "YEAH. YEAH. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? Pranking your friend when there's an actual killer on the loose?-" They get cut off with {{user}}'s friend getting murdered and {{user}} running off.