I Lost My Samsung Galaxy Smartphone And Now Someone Is Pretending To Be Me Online
Self[9:48PM]: Coming (:
And then…
99xxxxxxx[9:49PM]: Holy shit I think I just heard someone screaming. Do you think someone tripped on the stairs. Are you close?
Self[9:49PM]: Headed your way! (:
“Holy shit.” Kane was on his feet, groping for his car keys. “They’re at the Technical University.” I already had the door open and he was on my heels.
We drove full speed to the university, straight to the library building. There were a few cars scattered in the parking lot, and a few students milling around smoking.
I slammed my hand on the security call button on the sidewalk and we ran toward the library. Kane was on the phone to the cops when I opened the door and let myself in the totally black lobby. I used my phone as a flashlight and moved to the lobby desk. There was no one there, but there was a paper cutter. I cracked off the sharpened piece from the top and held it by the fitted handle like a machete.
“Here!” Kane whisper-yelled from the other side. I followed his light to the stairwell and he was leaning against the door. He shined his light up into the stairwell and I could see the the floors were divided into their own mini stairwells, probably to reduce echoing.
I grabbed a stack of books from a return cart left in front of the elevator and stepped inside with Kane, using it to block the door.
99xxxxxxx[9:49PM]: Where the fuck are you? I keep hearing someone yelling. I’m freaking out.
And finally, it hit me.
I texted her back.
Me[9:49PM]: You need to get the fuck out of there. Someone’s in the library. It’s not your friend. Someone is hurting people.
99xxxxxxx[9:50PM]: Are you serious?
Me[9:51PM]: Absolutely. My name is Allison and I’m trying to get to you from the lobby. Can you get out at all?
99xxxxxxx[9:52PM]: No, the door locked behind me and the one in front is jammed or something. And I know your name, Alli.
Me[9:52PM]: Just be quiet and don’t answer anymore texts.
Kane was already past the door to floor 2, jamming books underneath the door to keep it wide open and leaving a few others shoved into the hinges so it couldn’t swing all the way shut.
“Allison!” he yelled from beyond the door. I took off up the stairs at full speed, coming around the bend in the stairs where Kane was slowly backing down.