I droped my phone in the ocean. This is the first text I got after I replaced it. How are you doing?

I looked at the number. It was not a number I recognized but maybe it was because I had just gotten my phone back after 3 days of living without one. I groaned. It was a text from a telemarketer. It would figure. After 3 days I got my phone back, and the first text I got was a spam text. I thought about ignoring it, but decided to mess with them. “I am fine. How did you get my number though?” I sent. It was odd, but I did not recognize the number. I waited for a reply before giving up. It was 10:30, and I really needed to go to sleep since I had an early shift at work tomorrow. I heard a notification. I looked at it. “I got your number after you dropped your old one in the ocean” it said. I frowned. “What’s your point” I replied. I thought about the first part of the message. Wait, how did he know I dropped my phone in the ocean? I remembered the conversation with the AT&T representative. She did say they were giving me a new phone number. But how did he get it? The notification went off again. This time I saw the name, and not just the number. “Naomi. It is me Adan. I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for the past 3 years since you dropped your phone in the ocean Naomi” It said. I froze. That was not possible. I did drop my phone in the ocean, but that was 3 years ago. I read the text over and over again. It had to be a joke. I decided to run with it. “Where are we having dinner tonight then?” I asked. “Maybe you forgot. But I asked you to marry me right before you dropped your phone in the ocean” It said. I gulped. This message was starting to freak me out. I thought back to the day I dropped my phone in the ocean. The beach was empty except for one guy that was sitting in the sand. I remembered he tried to talk to me after I dropped my phone, but I yelled at him and stormed off. I was starting to get nervous. This had to be a sick joke, but how did he get my new number. I started to sweat. This had to be some kind of sick joke. But what if it was true. I thought about my life. Was this my life? Or was it something else? I started to question reality itself. My hands started to tremble. I tried to shake the feeling off. It was a sick joke, and the person sending me the messages knew it. I got another notification. “Naomi, please answer me. Did you forget? Or are you playing games with me?” It said. I started to freak out at that point. “Stop texting me creep! This isn’t funny” I said. I was about to turn off my phone till I got another notification. “Fine. If you want to play dumb Naomi, then that is your choice. But I’m still going to remind you of this every day from now on” It said. I trembled. This had to be a sick joke. But what if it wasn’t. This had to end. I blocked the number. I thought about calling the cops on the guy. But I decided against it. I was not going to let the guy get under my skin that much. I was going to sleep off the weird messages, and hope it was just a sick joke. When I woke up the next morning, I checked my phone. I had 2 new texts from unknown numbers. “Did you forget what happened when you blocked my number last time Naomi?” One said. “Stop trying to play dumb. You know who I am. I’m waiting for you at our favorite restaurant for lunch” Said the other. I did not recognize either number. But something was off. Why did he know my name? I blocked both numbers. I probably had to get my number changed, but I was going to do my best to ignore the messages and hope they would eventually go away. I went through my day as usual. I went to work. I went to lunch. I drove home. I did not think about the messages until I got home. I checked my phone. 26 new texts from unknown numbers. Some of them were standard spam. Some of them were from this Adan guy. I went through them. Some of them were normal. Some of them were threatening. I stopped reading. What was wrong with this guy? I tried to get some sleep but I couldn’t. I constantly checked my phone in case he sent another message. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore. I dialed the non-emergency police number, and told them I was getting threatening messages from an unknown number. They told me to come down to the station, and file a report. I did. The officer took my phone, and a few minutes later he gave it back to me. Then he asked me a series of questions. I answered them. When I was finished, he gave me a weird look. “Is everything ok?” I asked. “Yes. Everything is fine. Please wait here for a few minutes” He said. I nodded. He walked out of the room. I sat there for 5 minutes. Finally the door opened. It was the officer along with another man. “Is everything ok?” I asked. “Yes. Everything is fine. Please come with us” Said the other man. I nodded. I followed them. They took me to a car. I got in. After a minute the other guy got into the drivers seat. “Where are we going?” I asked. “To the facility. You need to be debriefed again” He said. “I don’t want to be debriefed. Take me back to my car” I said. He ignored me, and started driving. I was scared at that point. This was not how I was supposed to spend my day off from work. When was I going to get back home? What was this facility they were taking me to. I tried to open the car door, but the backdoors were locked. I tried to open the front door. That was locked as well. I started to bang on the window. The guy in the passenger seat turned around. “Please calm down. We are here to help you Naomi” He said. “How are you going to help me? I was just trying to file a police report. Now you are taking me to some mysterious facility. Am I the bad guy?” I asked. “You aren’t the bad guy. But I can’t tell you anymore till we get there” He said. I groaned. I was going to be stuck in this car for god knows how long. I decided to enjoy the ride. I looked out the window. We were going on the highway. I looked at the GPS. I did not recognize the name of the city it was taking us to. I looked out the window again. We were in the middle of nowhere. There was a lake on one side. A forest on the other. I started to get nervous. What were they planning to do with me. I started to chew on my lip. I did not like this. The car stopped. I looked up. We were at a stoplight. I started to think about my options. I could try to escape. I could call for help. Or I could just go with it. Before I could decide, I heard the sound of my phone going off. I looked at it. It was another message from another unknown number. “I know where they are taking you Na. Don’t worry. They aren’t going to hurt you. Just be patient. I’ll come for you eventually. With love -A” I shivered. How did he get my number again? I showed the guy in the passenger seat the message. He sighed. “He isn’t going to stop now that he found you again Naomi. You have to get over it” He said. I scowna at him. “I don’t even know who he is. And now you guys are taking me to some mysterious facility. What is going on?” I asked. “I told you. We will tell you when we get there” He said. I started to get mad. This was ridiculous. “I don’t want to get there. I want to go home. I want to go back to my normal life. I don’t want this” I said. I felt a hand on my shoulder. “I’m sorry Naomi. But your normal life ended years ago” He said. I froze. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Nothing. I shouldn’t have said that” He said. But he had already said it. I was starting to get confused. The car started to move. I looked out the window again. I had the feeling I was never going to see the real world again.

I droped my phone in the ocean. This is the first text I got after I replaced it. How are you doing?

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