That worsened the mood, and the sounds that followed gave her more reason to worry. It was difficult to form a picture using a singular sense, but she guessed the phone had been tossed. While the footsteps registered clearly, an electrical arc created enough interference to nearly end the call.
However, that cleared up before the sound of something heavy falling into the grass. That formed a picture, and was left with a choice. Disconnect the line after making it seem like a mistake, or make sure whoever they were that would tear them limb from limb.
“Sorry,” Clara said. “You have the wrong number.”
Disclaimer: This excerpt from The Van Helsing Impetus is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.
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