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a scene from my upcoming feature film debut: "the sword in the stoned"

an lcd alarm clock blinks 12 as a hand reaches out to hit the snooze button. pan out to young asian female in bed, struggling to wake up in the morning. it is still not entirely bright outside

the phone rings, and she frustrantingly gropes around her desk, feeling for the phone with her hands until she at last finds it and groggily answers

*a raspy and ominous male voice appears on the line*

"hello?"
"your breakfast is burning"
"what?"
"your eggs are overcooked"
"who is this?"
"your toast is nearly black"
"what are you talking about?"

suspciously, the girl becomes more awake, sitting up as the conversation continues to confuse and frighten her

"your pancakes are soggy"
"i have to go now...."

*brief pause in conversation*

"is this allison?"
"no..."
"oh, what number is this?"
"417-9872"
"oh...i meant to dial 9782"
"oh. yea, thats not me"
"i'm so sorry about that. boy, is my face red"
"it happens"
"well, uh....good bye then"
"yup, later"

and so the plot thickens......

will the mystery caller find allison? will the girl in bed ever get up? IS SOMEONE'S BREAKFAST REALLY RUINED?

all this and more, coming summer 2005.