C78 Thursday Afternoon: The Last Warning.

The disturbing sound of a ringing phone dragged me from the depths of sleep. I groaned loudly into the pillow. It was one of those deep sleeps where your body refuses to move, and the world outside the blankets doesn’t exist.

The ringing persisted.

I grumbled, stretching my hand out blindly toward the nightstand, fingers fumbling until they closed around the phone. Without looking