Please add a plot twist to this mystery story.
I was sitting on a park bench, enjoying a sunny afternoon when a dog walked up to me. He was a muscular mutt with large pointed ears and a wide-set of teeth. He wore a red collar with license tag but the dog did not look at anyone nearby. Could he be lost?
And then the dog started talking to me. For some reason, I wasn’t surprised that he could talk. But I felt odd when he asked to borrow my cell phone to make a call.
Well, I handed it to him and he made his call. As he began talking into my phone, he disguised his voice, which made me think he was doing something illegal, maybe something dangerous. I wondered if I’d made a mistake, loaning him my phone. Maybe I should feel nervous about what he was doing? Why did he need to change the sound of his voice? What would that dog do next?
What could I do?
And then, the dog said…
(That’s for you to tell me.)