Die In Seven Days

I was on my way to West Coast Park, enjoying the cool breeze, the wind ruffling my hair and blowing against my cheek. Abruptly, I heard ringings of a phone nearby. It came from a nearby phone booth.

I went into the booth and pick up the phone.

Nobody talked on the other end of the line. Seconds passed and soon it was a minute.

I shouted at whoever that was on the other line. I was so flabbergasted.

Five minutes later, ...

Finally, I heard voices.

"@$(*(!*! ... Is this some kind of a prank call!?" I shouted and hanged up the phone.