Ring. Ring. Ring. The ominous tone of a ringing phone pierces the silent, pitch-black Cinemark theatre as an image of a single phone booth in the middle of a snow-white wintry wasteland appears across the screen.  The smell of buttery popcorn fills my nose as adrenaline races through my body in anticipation of the fear that is sure to fill the next 115 minutes as “The Black Phone 2” begins to play. To read more, click the link in bio. #storybyhannahrosemann #pagedesignbymyasmith