It was Sunday at three in the morning when I was awoken with the ringing sound of my phone. At first, I thought it was just my alarm clock, but when I looked into it clearly, I noticed someone’s calling me. It was an unregistered number that it why I hesitated at first if I would answer it.
I kept on yawning repeatedly because I am still sleepy. I waited for the call to end. When my phone stopped from ringing, I put in on the table beside my bed. But then, it hasn’t been a minute and yet it rings again. I sat at the edge of my bed and covered my mouth for another yawn before taking it.
I slide the answer button.
“Hello?” From the other side of the line, I can hear a certain noise which only happens if there are accidents. Shouting of the passengers, crying of the family members, and t
