“Fascinating, isn’t it.” a voice says, causing him to jump in fright, launching the phone from his hands. He holds his breath in abject horror as his phone plummets toward the ground. He tries to reach out for it, but his mind and body argue on what it should or should not be doing at the time. His eyes widen, as the phone edges ever closer to the ground, then before it can hit, a hand pulls it up and away.
“Sorry, did I frighten you?” a bald pale man says softly, as he hold the phone out towards him.