Twittering Tales – Last Call

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It was winter again and he was freezing. But, he had a job to do and that’s all that mattered. He couldn’t let anyone answer the phone. It had been ringing continuously for so long now, that he lost track of time. He just knew that if that call was ever picked-up, it would mean the end of the world.

(300 characters)

Written for this week’s Twittering Talesprompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: Luis Quintero on Unsplash.com.

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