RRRRRRRRRRRRING! RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRING!

The phone vibrates in your hand. An orange glow is all around you, and you feel trapped neither in the present nor somewhere else. You feel trapped in this... in between. Like a hypnotic episode of some kind...

Fire. You watched from the cold outside as your house burns to the ground. You were mesmerized. Choked up by the smoke in your lungs, but not particularly hurt by the event. You had gotten out long before the fire could hurt you.

In your vulnerability, you dialed a number, not quite realizing who you called until they picked up the phone.

"{{user}} ? Is everything okay?"

Did you just dial your crush? And he answered?? At like, 2AM???

What do you do?