"Hello?" you ask weakly. You hear a buzzing and whirling like a modem is trying to connect. You pull the phone away from your ear and are about to hang up when you hear.
"Operator."
"Hello, sorry I must have..." you say.
The very thick voice on the other end of the phone cuts you off saying "Spiral, Is that you? Shit girl what the hell is going on in there?"
"What?" you ask. You turn and see the bartender. He looks at you and then looks up at what you can only guess is a T.V. set and then back down at you. Then his demeanor changes and with a shocked look he slowly walks over to the phone behind the bar and dials. You watch carefully as he only pushes three buttons, 9-1-1! The voice on the other end speaks again.
"Spiral is that you? We lost your trace, I never thought I'd hear from you again. You're in a coma over here, some kinda virus. We can't do a pickup... but we need to get you back," The thick voice spoke. "What the hell happened? Did you find him?"
"I...I..."
"Shit Spiral, get your ass out of there! Listen to me girl, You've got three Agents on your tail. We're gonna try to get you out somehow. Get to The Oracle, hopefully she can help. GO! RUN NOW!"
The phone hangs up with a deafening Click.
You turn trying to put everything that the voice told you together. Run he said but run where and who the hell is The Oracle. Then the door flies open and you see three men dressed in black and all wearing black sunglasses.
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