For a long time, there was no response.
She tried giving Trevor a call but no one answered.
Perhaps hed indulged a bit too much last night and was still sleeping.
Sabrina headed straight to Trevors room and knocked on his door, but met with silence.
Knocking again, she called out, Trevor? You in there, Trevor?
There was still no response inside.
Making another attempt, Sabrina called Trevor. Just as she considered hanging up, the call connected.
On the line, Trevor sounded groggy and rasp, as if hed been rousted from sleep. Hey, Sabrina?
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She was poised to reply when an unexpected female shriek echoed through the call. Ah!
There was chaos coming from the other end of the phone.
Amongst the disarray, Sabrina faintly discerned a womans voice. Trevor, what are you doing in my room?
Suddenly, there was a loud clatter, as if the phone had dropped, muffling the voices.
A worried crease formed on Sabrinas forehead as she queried, Trevor, where are you right now?
The rustling continued, yet there was no response for quite a while.
Trevor? Talk to me.
Trevors voice quivered, almost like he was on the edge of falling apart.
Sabrina Oh, Sabrina I I dont know. I just
He sounded drained, his voice shaking and intermingled with soft sobs.
A womans muffled crying was barely discernible in the background.
Piecing the situation together, Sabrina had an inkling of Trevors predicament.
She said in a reassuring tone, Deep breath, Trevor. Keep it together. Now, dress up and find the bedside phone. There should be a room number beside it. What does it say?
Taking a moment, Trevor finally responded, 0305.