RING RING RING RING. The phone from the inside continued to ring like repeatedly, echoing across the whole house. Who's calling him on that telephone? I should probably go and answer that.
I ran as fast as I could over to the door, to open it but to my surprise. It was opened. Wow, he didn't even bother to close the door at this house. Although his house is kind of secluded and nobody really goes here that much so I doubt he gets any robberies.
I entered the house to head over to where the ringing was coming from. An old fashion telephone that was placed on the living room coffee table, continued to vibrate. It was a bright red color, very noticeable from a distance. I picked up the phone, continuing to ponder who might have called him.
"Hello? Who is this?" I asked the person on the other side, who was breathing heavily over the phone.
