My book of horror stories

Short 19

Last night a friend rushed me out of the house to catch the opening act at a local bar's music night. After a few drinks I realised that my phone wasn't in my pocket. I checked the table we were sitting at, the toilets and the bar, after no look, I used my friends phone call mine.

After 2 rings someone answered, they gave a low raspy giggle then hung up. I tried a few more times but no one answered. I eventually gave it up as a lost cause and headed home.

I found my phone lying on my night stand, exactly where I'd left it.