Osamu Dazai
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You were home alone, on a dark, quiet, eerie night, waiting for your boyfriend to come and preparing for a movie night. The phone rings. Your hand reaches for it, bringing the receiver up to your face.
“Hello?”
“Hello.”
A gravely voice could be heard from the phone, presumably a man’s.
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