I Think I Found the Real Number

## I Think I Found the Real Number by Aaron Shotwell

(Momo © Keisuke Aiso)

**June 21st 2018**

Hey guys this is the first time that I've ever posted anything like this (I do frequent the forums of course). I like a good scare as much as the rest of you but until now none of it was real. I'm hesitant to even type this because I
already know the attitude surrounding it. This is about those Momo rumors that started a couple weeks back. You know, that creepy statue and the weird whatsapp phone number that was tied to it? Well I'd go into more detail but it's pretty fresh. A short search will get you up to speed. It's supposedly already been debunked but I can't accept that.

You see like so many others I also tried contacting Momo and it felt to me like the old Bloody Mary mirror ritual that so many of us remember from our childhoods. Just a thrill and chuckle you know. There are a lot of fake Momo numbers out there and honestly I expected to get no response but...I think I found the real one. I said Momo a message a few days ago.

"hi momo"

Silence, just like I expected. Iput it out of my mind until a text alert woke me up at around 3 a.m. this morning.

"*I see*."

I Would've responded but I didn't believe my eyes. I was torn about what was happening and wasn't even sure if I was awake or still dreaming. Were the rumors true or maybe some asshole just posted a number he personally owned. I mean maybe I was just next on his list, right? It still made me uneasy. I waited to respond until I at least had my morning coffee. I actually wound up hesitating until around 2 p.m.

"you can see me?"

"*I see you*"

The next reply came a fracture of a second later before I even lifted my thumb from the send button. It startled me.

"That's not very nice. Nice climb you idiot. Nice cry fuckface. Nice pride asshat. Nice ice asshole. Nice boy
nice boy nice nice nice nice guy"

The replies came in just as fast as the first. One after the other, a tenth of a second in between. They did say Momo was supposed to insult you. I guess I got the response I was after but I don't even understand what I'm dealing with here. Has anyone else reading this made successful contact with this thing? Any thoughts would be appreciated.

**July 22nd**

Well I got the reception that I more or less expected. I was going to leave it alone but I guess you know I'm glad to see at least a few of you believe me. A couple of you asked me for the number that I used and I'm sorry but I think I'm going to withhold it. I don't really know where this is going and I don't think I want to spread it any further if I can help it. Anyway I kept sending messages to Momo trying to get another response.

"who are you"

"why the creepy statue"

"is this just a prank"

"what do you want"

Nothing for hours. I figured Momo was done with me. Than this happened.

"*sorry supervisor keeping it down overtime be home around 6:00 thank you*."

This disturbed me. It's the same text message I received from my fiancee less than an hour ago. I could only think that Momo must be a hacker or something.

"*looking forward to date night tonight*"

This message followed about 30 seconds later and it made my blood run cold. Me and my fiance *do* have a date night tonight. She gets home here in about an hour and a half. How could Momo have known? And then, as if to punctuate the dread in the pit of my stomach, my fiance sent me the exact same message about five seconds later, followed immediately by two swift messages from Momo

*"yes kiss kiss kiss kiss"*

I'm sitting here for about the past 10 minutes and biting my nails almost bloody. I don't know what the hell is going on but it's driving me fucking. crazy. This thing can't be a bot and if it's a hacker I can't imagine how they're doing this. I'm done responding. I'd advise you to stay away from this thing- it's not worth having a story to tell
and believe me it's not fun.

Thank you to all who listen.

**July 22nd 2018**

This message greeted me the moment I turned on my phone.

"*Don't keep me waiting sugar.*"

Guys um I only stepped away to use the restroom just a few seconds ago and that's exactly what my fiancee said to me as I walked away from the table. My phone was off, so was hers. We don't like distractions on a night like this. I shouldn't have even turned it on just now but morbid curiosity got the best of me and I just I had to check and now I regret it. I was in the process of texting back "are you real" before Momo preemptively responded

"I'm real"

The message came with a picture attached to it, one that I'm not gonna be sharing here. I'm not sure what I'm looking at but there's there's a lot of blood. I don't want to worry my fiance but it's it's gonna get hard to wear a poker face after this.

I'll keep you all posted.

July 26 2018

Sorry for the silence guys. Um he past few days have been distressing to say the least. No more text responses from Momo, only pictureS. Picture after picture of ndiscernible gory messes. I'm seeing faces in some of them now. So
far no one I recognize. A few of you suggested that this might be a prank by my fiance but that's just not possible. She doesn't have a sick of a sense of humor to do this, even the sight of blood makes her feel faint. Even if she wanted to do this we're on the same phone plan. I haven't been using the WhatsApp account for this exchange and I'd have seen her on the phone records. As a matter of fact when I called our service provider to see if I could get more details on these records (something I could show the police) they told me that these exchanges never happened.

I told a friend about the whole thing yesterday and he didn't believe a word of it. He didn't see the text messages just scrolled right past them. When I showed him the pictures he scrolled through them and asked me why would anyone send me hundreds of pictures of static. Well I just tried attaching the pictures to this message and every last one of those returned an error message. Something about invalid file plan.

This is scaring the shit out of me. What the fuck's going on?

**July 27**

I got another picture from Momo. First one in over 18 hours and this time I recognized the face. I've been frantically trying to call her for the past 15 minutes but I'm not getting an answer and she was supposed
to be home an hour ago. I'll keep trying. She HAS to be safe. I can't let myself think that she isn't.

**July 27**

It's been another hour and no word from her. I'm fearing the worst. I was desperate so on a whim I called Momo's number and it was my fiance who answered. God she sounded like she was crying. I asked her what happened but she just talked over me like she couldn't even hear me. This is what she said:

"I've cherished our time together. You've made my life a dream but you're still young. Baby I don't want you to be lonely you have to promise me you'll eventually move on, okay? I love you so much."

The call dropped and I actually screamed into to the receiver. I called back but the number had been disconnected.

I'm gonna call around and see if anyone knows where she is.

I'm praying she is okay.

**July 28th**

This will be my last post.

I've been sitting here since I got home from the hospital. Head-on collision from the highway just before the off-ramp no more than a few miles from our home. They couldn't stop the bleeding. I rushed to her side the moment I got the call but we only had a few seconds together. In the time I arrived she spoke through sobs and shallow breaths. She told me she cherished our time together. That I made her life a dream. She told me that I was young and she didn't want me to be lonely. She made me promise to move on. She told me...

She loved me.

As she flatlined her face matched the final picture. The very last second she was gone I got one last text from Momo.

"*Don't keep me waiting sugar*."

I destroyed the phone. Smashed it to fucking pieces with a hammer. My baby's last words should have been special to me, however painful. But now whenever I revisit that memory it won't be her face that I see in my mind. It'll be the face of that Goddamn monster. A face I won't soon forget. Because now that I look at the picture of Momo, the one that made it so popular... I realize this isn't the one I saw it on its profile when I made that call. I didn't think anything of it at the time.

In the profile picture I saw teeth. Sharp bloody teeth.

I'm gonna make funeral arrangements. It'll be difficult but I don't see me using a phone for anything for a while, not even a landline. The truth is I don't know what to think and I can't tell you what to think. The statute we know may be fake but the thing behind it, the thing that used its face to kill my girl is very real.

Please...stay away.