Although released from the hospital a week ago, Freddie has not eaten for two days and needs to find a place for continued existence. Depressed and hungry, he searches for a rare telephone booth, that he hopes will be in working order. After a search that has taken him the majority of the day, he spies one on the corner of a Seven Eleven. Walking to the booth Freddie drops in his very last seventy-five cents and dials the digits beginning on the advertisement he had circled in the paper previously. There is a dial tone, in addition, a rather bizarre ring captures your attention when a man with English accent responds, greeting you with a most unusual choice of words.…