somewhere in the US, midnight
pen "Hello, Park Plaza London. How may I help you?"
"Hi. I'd like to speak with Chris Collins, please. This is very important."
"Ma'am, do you have a room number?"
"No."
"One moment, please."
*pause*

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"Hello?"
"Chris, this is Gayl. Something strange is going on here..."
"Gayl, it's 6am here. Can't this wait?"
"No, no, there's all sorts of things on the television talking about war and war with Iraq and bombs going off here. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."
"Everything's fine here, Gayl. The trip's fine. I'm glad that you called but I don't..."

*click*
"Hello? Hello? Anyone there? Hello?"
"No dial tone? What the..."
televisionH
telephone
radio
internet
11:50pm 11:55pm midnight "don't you lose my number - cause there's not anywhere that I can find you..."