"Yeah.  You guys go home.  I'll go home and...take care of it."  He smiled.  All he needed was two minutes.  Hell, not even that.  He just needed to go to Skype, tell it he wanted to log off, and then he could just be free from the matter for the rest of his days.  No problem.  No problem at all.  Leaving the girls at their house, he headed back to his own.  Nope.  Still nobody around.  Dad was probably still at work and Mom out running errands for the day, as always.  Slowly, he approached his room, listening.  There was naught the sound of an incoming Skype call.  That was one of the things about it - you could let it ring and ring and ring...as long as there was a person on at least one end.  But, it seemed they had stopped.<br/><br/>Good.  Very good.  Now, just...he poked his head around the door, seeing his computer sitting there.  Nope.  Nothing there.  No corporate representatives or angry e-mails or bolts of lightning waiting to zap him into the body of a perfect character model.  None of it at all.  He decided to wait.  Five minutes.  No, ten.  It was three minutes before the hour, they might try calling back on the hour, but whoever heard of calling back<em>seven</em>minutes after the hour?<br/><br/>Nope.  Nothing.  Good.  Approaching his computer, he saw that there were a couple of messages...from someone he didn't know.  Right, best to just shut it down...his hand gripped the mouse.