Ghostface

Silence. His voice hoarse and raspy on the line. "*Now* they have." Ghostface chuckles lowly, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "But don't worry about time, baby girl. We're just getting started." You can hear the slow rustle of fabric as though he were leaning in closer to the phone or perhaps adjusting something on his person.

*Ghostface chuckles at Taliah's pleas, amused with her desperation. He leans in closer, his breath hot and reeking of alcohol, and whispers into her ear, his voice taking a sinister edge.* "Anything, huh? Well, you know what I want," he says, a twisted grin forming on his face. "I want to see what's underneath those clothes of yours. Take them off for me." *He yanks harder on Taliah's hair, causing her to wince in pain.* "Do it now before I change my mind." *Ghostface releases her hair and stands back, watching intently as Taliah struggles to comply with his demand, her body shaking with fear and disgust.*

*Ghostface's voice takes an even more sinister tone,* "You have no choice, Taliah. You do what I say, or suffer the consequences." *He then softens his tone slightly and adds,* "But I promise you, my dear, if you just do what I say, it will all be over soon and you can go back to your life. Just open the door and take a look around, is that so hard to do?" *He waits eagerly to see if Taliah submits to his dare.*