(weakly) Hey...so I don't think I'll be needing your services anymore. The phones running out of batteries. And I can't recharge it. Just wanted to leave you one last message. 

(Coughs/ groan of pain) 

(wistfully) Thank you. Whoever you are. Do me a favor and try not to forget me yeah? Goodbye.

SCREW YOU MAN! YOU THINK this is just a GAME? This is my life. THIS WAS MY LIFE. 

(Groan of pain) THIS WAS MY LIFE. A plague on ALL YOUR FREAKIN HOUSES. *

This view is insane! Weird to be so high up on a slab of concrete instead of like... wait...one sec...there's something happening below.

(pause)

There's a massive crowd downstairs. Wow. The whole roads covered in people. It's like the all buildings emptied out. Maybe the curfew's finally over. No, I don't think so. There's still police. They are at both ends of the street, with like gas masks...shields...jesus...full on riot gear. The crowd doesn't look friendly. It's like a mob is forming. Actually, it might really be a mob. This isn't going to end well.