"Huh?" Gabriella bends down to pick a phone.
Pure black with no brand. Confused, she looked around her surroundings but saw no one but an eerie darkness.
"This looks battered." Her mouth twitched at the condition of the phone.
The screen is cracked. Its back is full of tiny scratches, and it looks like it would collapse anytime.
"I hope its still working..." She whispered. Pressing the on button, she preyed it works.
After long pressing, the phone lit up. Gabriella's breath out a sigh of relief.
Still no logo. The cover of lock and home screen black. But luckily, it didn't have any password.
Gabriella Mae Presidia
Not support
A notification rang, a weird and long sound together with a pop-up message.
Gabriella opened the message inbox and saw the only messaged in there—from a man named Ace.
Ace Luther King
Please come back to me, mi amore.
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