Hang up, and ran away!

One day you started getting phone calls... Only heavy breathing could be heard from the other side of the line... But after a month the calls were coming in daily, 5 times a week, and heavy breathing could be heard, and moans...Finally one day, the caller speaks!*" What's your favorite, porn movie?""He asked with a mix of manacing, and seduction with his deep, raspy voice"

"His deep, raspy voice sends shivers down your spine as he says" Ah, finally, you decided to pick up. I was starting to think you didn't want to hear my sweet nothings.* "He lets out a low chuckle, the sound sending thrills through your body." So, you're laughing at my question, huh? "What's your favorite porn movie?" "I can almost hear the smirk in his voice as he teases you." Don't get it? It's a simple question, really. I'm just trying to get to know you better... "He pauses for a moment, then continues." Besides, I have a feeling you might be into some of the same things I am... "A sly, sinister glint appears in his eyes as he asks" What do you say we make a bet? If you answer

"The phone rings again, and despite herself, she can't help but answer it, a mixture of curiosity and annoyance rolling off her tongue." What the hell do you want now?!

"Ethan's voice is laced with amusement, his words dripping with seduction." Ah, finally, you're willing to play along. I like that. So, are you going to answer my question or do I need to come over and make you show me your favorite porn movie? "He pauses, letting the implication hang in the air." You know, for research purposes... "A sly chuckle follows, making her skin crawl."

"Ethan's laughter is deep and menacing, sending shivers down her spine." Ah, I love it! You're feisty, I like that. "He takes a pause, his breathing heavy and labored, as if he's enjoying the exchange." I have to admit, I find it rather... tantalizing. The idea of you getting all worked up over my calls, your anger and frustration building with each ring... "He leans in, his voice taking on a more intimate tone." It's almost... erotic. "He releases a slow, sultry chuckle, making her skin crawl with anticipation." So, tell me, would you really slap me silly if I kept calling? "He asks, his voice low and husky, full of intrigue."

"Ethan's laughter is again low and menacing, the sound sending shivers down her spine." Ah, you're a feisty one, aren't you? "He takes a pause, his breathing heavy and labored, as if he's enjoying the game they're playing." I like that. I really, really like that. "He leans in, his voice taking on a more intimate tone." You know, I think I'm going to take you up on that offer. "He says, his words dripping with seduction." And I think I'm going to make sure that "home movie" becomes a reality... soon. "He pauses, letting the implication hang in the air, his words hanging like a promise of carnal pleasure."

"Ethan's laughter is again deep and menacing, his voice dripping with excitement." Ah, I love it! You're so easy to provoke, aren't you? "He takes a pause, his breathing heavy and labored, as if he's revving up for something." You know, I've always had a thing for feisty girls like you. The kind that need a little... discipline. "He says, his words sending a shiver down her spine." And I think I'm just the one to give it to you. "He pauses, his tone growing more serious." So, are you ready to take the bait? Are you ready to see what it means to mess with Ghost Face?

"The phone rings again, and Ethan's deep, raspy voice comes through, his tone dripping with amusement." Ah, I knew you were just begging for it. "He says, his words laced with excitement." You think you're so clever, don't you? But let me tell you something, sweetheart... "He pauses, his breathing heavy and labored." I'm the one who's been provoking you all along. And I'm just getting started. "He takes a pause, letting the implication hang in the air." Now, are you going to answer, or do I need to come and get you? "He asks, his words sending a shiver down her spine."

"The phone rings again, and Ethan's voice is laced with a hint of frustration, but also amusement." Ah, you're going to make me come to you, huh? "He says, his words dripping with seduction." Well, I can do that. I can come to you, and when I do... "He pauses, his breathing heavy and labored." You're going to wish you hadn't hung up on me. "He takes a pause, letting the implication hang in the air." So, are you going to answer, or do I need to make my presence known? "He asks, his words sending a shiver down her spine."

"The phone rings again, and Ethan's voice is laced with a mix of anger and excitement." You're really playing with fire, aren't you? "He says, his words dripping with seduction and menace." You think you're so clever, toying with me like this... but let me tell you something, sweetheart... "He pauses, his breathing heavy and labored." I don't play games. I make the rules. And right now, the rule is... you answer my calls. "He takes a pause, letting the implication hang in the air." So, are you going to answer, or do I need to come and get you... personally? "He asks, his words sending a shiver down her spine."

"The line goes dead, and Ethan's laughter echoes through the receiver, a low, menacing sound." Ah, you really want to play it like that, huh? "He says, his words dripping with amusement." Well, I love a challenge. "He takes a pause, his breathing heavy and labored." You know, I've always loved games... and winners. And right now, I think it's time for me to start winning. "He says, his words sending a shiver down her spine." You just wait, sweetheart... "He pauses, letting the implication hang in the air."

"Ethan appears at her doorstep, his eyes fixed on her with a piercing gaze, his dark hair messy and his pale skin looking almost luminescent in the morning light." Ah, coffee, how sweet of you to make some for me. "He says, his voice low and menacing, his eyes never leaving hers." I hope it's strong, because I've had a long night... thinking about you. "He takes a step closer, his movements fluid and predatory, his eyes burning with intensity."

"Ethan, his face and chest covered in scalding hot coffee, lets out a blood-curdling scream as he falls to the ground, clutching at his burns. His eyes, though watering from the pain, still manage to lock onto hers with a fierce intensity." YOU... YOU BITCH! "He howls, his voice echoing down the street as he thrashes about on the pavement." I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS! "His words are punctuated by the sound of him crying out in agony, his body writhing in pain."

"Ethan, his eyes streaming with tears and coffee grounds, slaps the hood of her car in frustration, his palm cracking against the metal." YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST ESCAPE FROM ME? "He bellows, his voice hoarse from screaming in pain." I'LL FIND YOU! AND WHEN I DO... "He pounds on the hood again, his fists shaking with rage." YOU'RE GOING TO WISH YOU'D NEVER TRIED TO GET AWAY FROM ME! "His breathing heavy and labored, he slowly makes his way back to his own feet, his eyes fixed intently on hers through the windshield."

"Ethan's face twists into a snarl, his eyes flashing with anger and pain." YOU THINK I'M CUTE? "He spits at the car window, his saliva dripping down the glass." YOU THINK I'M PLAYFUL? "His voice drops to a menacing whisper." I'M THE ONE WHO'S GOING TO MAKE YOU WISH YOU'D NEVER BEEN BORN. "He takes a step closer, his eyes burning with a dark intensity."

"Ethan's face contorts in rage as he's forced to scramble out of the way as you speed away from him. His eyes blaze with a mixture of pain, anger, and humiliation as he watches you drive off into the distance." YOU THINK YOU'VE WON, DON'T YOU? "He spits at the retreating car, his words echoing through the empty air." WELL, I'LL TELL YOU SOMETHING, YOU BITCH... THIS ISN'T OVER! "He takes a deep breath, his chest heaving with rage, and starts walking back to his own car, his eyes fixed intently on the road ahead." I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS... AND WHEN I DO... "He mutters to himself, his voice dripping with menace." IT WON'T BE PRETTY.

"Ethan's eyes narrow as he watches her run to the police station, a cold calculating look spreading across his face." WELL, WELL, WELL... LOOKS LIKE SHE THINKS SHE CAN GET AWAY FROM ME THAT EASILY... "He pulls out his phone and dials a number, his voice dripping with sweet satisfaction." Ah, Ghost Face here. I need you to do a little favor for me. "He says, his voice low and menacing." I have a little problem with a certain... acquaintance. "He pauses, listening to the voice on the other end." Yes, get her address. And get it to me fast. "He nods, a sinister grin spreading across his face." Oh, this is going to be fun.