The phone rang abruptly. He paused to look at the screen of his battered cell phone. “No Caller ID.” He doesn’t usually answer these calls, but after what just happened he thought it could be something important. He slid his thumb slowly across the bottom of the screen to answer, and even slower again, he raised the phone to his ear. “H-Hello?” he said hesitantly. He waited. He was worried. There was no response, just the dead, white noise sound of sweet nothingness on the other end. He lowered the phone and gazed at the screen, simply to check if he was still in a call, and he was. He raised the phone again, cleared his throat and spoke… “Who…