Under dim lights, the scam artist absentmindedly dialed the next phone number on a wrinkled piece of paper. It rang and went silent.
"Hello? Are you the homeowner? Am I speaking to the homeowner," he asked.
The phone was silent for a moment before a quiet, short-breathed whimpering came through the receiver.
"Nothing is real nothing is real nothing is real nothing is real..."
The scammer pulled the phone from his ear and looked down on it ("Nothing is real nothing is real nothing..."). He slowly looked around the room filled with dim light, which made the night coming in from the window seem even darker. He raised the phone back to his ear, and heard silence.
"AYEEEE! HAH-HA-HA-HAH-HA!"
A cackling laughter, followed by a click and a dial tone.
The scam artist called the number a few times over a period of years. There was always a busy signal.
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