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A room lit poorly by light through shades. A figure visible only by the sheen of his oily skin. He breathes and the telephone handset he holds rings to a connection somewhere far away. These are the only noises.

“…hello?” someone says, finally. Someone tired, someone exhausted.

“Did I waken thee?” our man says, and then, after a moment without breathing, he guffaws. “Haw!”

He hangs up, dials a number without much care, and the scene repeats.