"Raymond, you can call me by it." the man looked as if he wanted to tell O'Connell something. O'Connell knew he was going to tell him something he had no interest in hearing. It was just matter of time then after, "Hello," he smiled in dim light, "I need to tell you something."

"Why are you staring at me like this?" O'Connell raised his back from where he was leaning.

"Because I've killed O'Connell." Raymond said. It made O'Connell feel sudden burst of energy within him and sensed like he was being pissed on by a prank. His name was O'Connell, was just feeling sick, but was alive.

"Yes, I've killed him." Raymond was up to making eye contact now.

"No, you did not." Allan said when he realized he was in a crisis. By looking O'Connell in attempt to leave, Raymond darted a question straight at him which made him feel like he had been petrified, "Did you get any strange phone call about a week ago?"

Oh no! O'Connell said nothing for a moment, "No, absolutely not."

"Lies! I hate them. Somebody strange had called you."

"I've a fucking landline phone. I get calls and wrong number along with them, you queer – " now O'Connell began to swear to a complete stranger.

"You've got no idea how much hiding information can cost you tonight. Neither have you got idea whom you're swearing at right now. A woman had called you a week ago."

O'Connell couldn’t believe it.

Almost a week ago O'Connell had received a call from an unknown woman in his home's landline number. The call seemed nothing more than intentional prank because the speaker in seemed to be in melancholy, "Allan, please don’t do it. For your sake, please don’t."

He had got the same type of call for two times on the same phone. He had no idea why the caller wasn’t calling him on his private cell if it was so serious scenario. And peculiarly, the woman had managed to call him when he was inside his house every time with accuracy. But he had to admit, even though he had presumed it as a prank call by someone, the cry baby voice was too realistic to be ignored like a jest. O'Connell had no hint what she was pleading him not to do. One day, he had received a voice message but couldn’t understand it. The voice and the detail of phone message looked very strange and somewhat scary as well.

After it, no single call came on the line nor did he use his phone over his iPhone.

"In recent days, something terrible has happened to some people and this call is its result." Raymond reminded himself and warned O'Connell.

"Why did you kill O'Connell?" he asked him, even though he knew the man could turn out to be dangerous at any time. Maybe he had killed someone else by mistake.

"Secret for secret. It's how I deal. Share to me what the woman had told you in the call."

Oh Lord! He even knows it! "I ain't getting calls." He mumbled.

"Don’t lie on this fatal topic boy. You think the girl is done with you because recently no calls have come? You're wrong. It was me who had cut the phone line so you don’t get any further calls and remain safe."

This man came in my house and how come I have no idea?

"Don’t be scared," Raymond sympathized, "And don’t outsmart me. We all know you are getting calls."

"WE?!" O'Connell frowned, "Who else knows?"

"Many. So tell me about it before anyone comes to kill you for the same secret after some time. You don’t know but your life is in danger." Raymond told in serious tone.

"You said you've killed O'Connell…You somehow sneaked in my house. I reckon you must be familiar with my name, then, right?"

"When you reach there, tell the people that Raymond has killed O'Connell –"

"Whoa! I'm not going anywhere!"

"Now, listen lad," Raymond grabbed his T – Shirt, "I know who the caller is. Once you reach there then you'll find out who she was. I just want to know what she had said in the call. Once you tell me what she had said then maybe I can find her location or decipher her words somehow."

"I admit it, I was getting calls." O'Connell stammered, "But you said you've killed O'Connell. You cut phone line of my house. You are saying there are many people out there who know I exist. You sound more like to a threat than safety to me."

Raymond locked his eyes with Allan's after his words hit his ears, "Beware lad, some people are on the verge to kill you. In fact, they're on the way to here right now and can arrive anytime. The Redmen are brutal as hell. Right now, nobody can be useful than me on this earth for you. They may arrive here any moment. The men who are willing to take your life belong to a society called Aitóuntes."

"You mean Redmen from Aitóuntes know I was getting mysterious calls and they can hurt me for the same reason?"

"No, not just hurt. They can kill you. In fact, whether you choose to tell them the secret or not, they'll kill you anyways."