I didn't get a response.
Was the phone broken? I looked at it again, fiddling with the numbers.
However, there didn't appear to be any change.
'Why is it not working? Why is no one responding?'
I started to panic a little, my breath growing heavier. I didn't know what was happening, images flashing across my mind as bits and pieces of memories surfaced. No, I remembered who I was.
...But my mind was messed up.
It was stopping me from speaking properly.
"Is anybody there?"
I tried to speak again.
But yet again, I received no response.
My heart sank, but I continued to speak nonetheless.
"...I need your help. I... just barely managed to get the phone working. I can only call three times for a minute each time. Please help me."
Wait...
But how did I know this?
I looked at the phone, the confusion growing.
The situation didn't make sense at all to me. There was so much confusion in my head, and the more time passed, the more confused I became.
