You hurry to your car and peel out taking off. You drive so fast that you end up scraping up the side of your car by hitting the wall of a underpass. You go straight home and as you unlock your front door you hear your home phone ringing. By the time you get inside your old 1980's answering machine is prompting the caller to leave a message. The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end as the voice of the street fighter champion kid comes on "Your dead, do you hear me dead dead dead!". The line goes dead.