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[The phone is knocked off the hook as Matt stumbles back, the opened package laying in front of him. The phone catches him midway through a scream of pain, clutching his bleeding face.]
SON OF A- God- dammit!- my- my fa-
...
[The sound of heavy breathing.]
...
...hhhaaahahahahahaha.
Guess I should have... seen this coming, huh. Heheheheheh...
Whatever. Doesn't matter. Doesn't change a thing.
[Matt notices the phone, staring at it for a brief moment.]
[Click.]
SON OF A- God- dammit!- my- my fa-
...
[The sound of heavy breathing.]
...
...hhhaaahahahahahaha.
Guess I should have... seen this coming, huh. Heheheheheh...
Whatever. Doesn't matter. Doesn't change a thing.
[Matt notices the phone, staring at it for a brief moment.]
[Click.]