I can only imagine with all the news I hear about celebrities and their fans. Never needed to change my number for the last few years, but unfortunately my phone's out of battery until I get home.

[ this is the part where zarina pulls out something else from herself, this time from her leather messenger bag. she reveals an android phone, clicking the center button and revealing how there's nothing lighting up after.

the fog begins to clear as the burned down village slowly appears with its rubble and ash, the asylum on one end and the chapel on the other. the moon visible in the sky as it always has been, the scent of burnt wood everywhere — and fortunately none of the clowns toxins. ]

We're here. Asylum's this way.