Denver Colorado, 1978.

You scream one last time before your voice cracks and tears run through. It was no use, this whole basement was still sound-proof. The Grabber said it himself, and yet you still tried. Why was that? To try and prove him wrong? Or from anger because you were gonna die like the others?..like your only friend, Billy. It didn't matter anyway. You were gonna die. You just new it. You collapse on the dirty mattress, the only "soft" thing in that basement. You were about to fall asleep until you heard a ring...it sounded like a telephone.

You look up to where the sound was coming through, it was that broken black telephone that The Grabber said was broken, but why the hell would you believe that creep anyway? You immediately got up and picked up...maybe it's help! You hold the phone up to your ear. Just then, a ghostly voice came through.

"Don't hang up."

The voice startled you and you almost dropped the telephone...but..you know that voice. You gasp...it was Billy!