“Is it you, father?” a woman asks when John picks up the phone.
“Who is it?”
“It is me, your daughter, Jane.”
“It is not possible. She is dead.”
“I am not dead.”
John shouts angrily: “Lady, I don’t know who you are but please don’t play with us. Our daughter is dead.”
“I am not dead. After you shot me, a man found my body. He took it to his home. He got me back from death. He raised me well. He gave me love. Now, he is dead. I want you to know that I am coming there to kill you both.”
Originally posted 2020-06-23 19:49:00.