sleep, urgent call for ryan dunn. "hello" "yeah, i've come for you" "you've what?" "no mistake...this is it. time for sleep, perchance to dream, but good luck if those don't fall to atoms and quarks." "i'm not quite following you...what are you selling?" "nothing, just giving it away. you seem to need it the most, and yet you are able to handle it the least. goodnight fair prince, you will see what i am, and what i speak of in due time." "wha...""bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."