The Evil School Bell

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the phone in the living room rang strangely. Half asleep and half awake, I walked to the living room in the dark and picked up the phone. He didn't notice the unusual silence in the dark living room. The phone was red as if it was bleeding. Even during the day, it was just the usual white color. The sizzling sound of an old snowflake TV set startled me, and I woke up completely.