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Ring… Ring… Ring….

The two people who were still curled up in their blankets ignored the loud ringing. Until finally the ringing stopped ringing.

Ring… Ring…

The ringer rang again after a pause of a few seconds.

Vian groaned softly as he pulled the blanket over his head, but the faint sound of a siren wailing was still faintly heard.

At first, he chose to ignore the sound, but as time went on he became annoyed too. Finally, he gave up and with his eyes still closed, he reached his hand out to the small table beside the bed and started fumbling for his cell phone. After getting his cell phone, Vian reluctantly opened his eyes to check the caller ID on his smartphone screen.