The phone rang at midnight. Ryzar looked at it but didn't answer. It was probably a married woman in a middle age crisis or an old flame wanting a new spark. Either way he preferred to ignore the call. He was plugged in to a machine, searching for a soul and a remedy for pain. The phone stopped ringing and he started to wonder who it was, if he should of answered, maybe it was the call he had been hoping for and so another inner conflict began until the phone started ringing again. He looked at it and didn't answer.
