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[The phone in Caroline's bedroom is knocked from its cradle mid-scream due to her thrashing around. Someone's awake after being hacked up by the mad pyro!
There's some incoherent babbling for a moment interrupted by a male's voice -- her drone husband's -- in faux soothing whispers, followed by a click. The phone has been replaced.
If anyone calls, it'll be answered a few hours later, when Caroline isn't so hysterical.]
There's some incoherent babbling for a moment interrupted by a male's voice -- her drone husband's -- in faux soothing whispers, followed by a click. The phone has been replaced.
If anyone calls, it'll be answered a few hours later, when Caroline isn't so hysterical.]