Shit! Busy again!
You go to dial again when suddenly something catches your eye.
You look to your left.
It's you.
And you're not happy.
You take a defensive step backward, but it's too late. You pounce on you.
You take a few blows, but you're able to kick you off of you for a moment.
And then you see you reach into the back of your underpants and pull out a medieval battle axe.
You shit a brick.