I see a large sea bird, there's a....pitchfork? Trident? Wait. There's a sting of 10 numbers, they are blurry, as if trying to obscure thier true purpose. A voice comes from beyond. It has an urgent purpose....they are trying to find you. A dire warning. They start screaming from the void. "We are trying to reach you about your cars extended warranty" then silence, as if the universe has swallowed them once again into the nothingness.