Comhroinn Fuaime

[narrator] <prosody pitch="low"He thought the call was over… But suddenly… his phone rang again… Same number… ‘Mom’ This time… he didn’t answer… The footsteps stopped… E</prosody>He thought the call was over… But suddenly… his phone rang again… Same number… ‘Mom’ This time… he didn’t answer… The footsteps stopped… Everything went silent… Then… a whisper came from behind him… ‘Why didn’t you pick up…?’ Slowly… he turned around… And saw… his phone lying on the bed… Still on the call…