"I'm off!" a grey suited man carrying a shiny black briefcase said passing by.

"Oh Dad wait!" a teenage girl lounging in a beanbag with a mobile to her ear requested with urgency "what are you going to do?" she asked.

"Save the world" he replied proudly.

Laughter replied; from his daughter and whoever came through speakerphone.

"Aint he dork!" the girl said through laughter.

"Laugh all you want, but just remember..." he trailed off - capturing his giggling daughters attention "Close the curtains, and don't answer the phone or door".

"Yeah, yeah, fine" she waved dismissively.

Sat in his car, he gazed with uneasy anticipation towards his dashboard.

He activated the radio; then turned a dial to move from the station reading rhyming poetry to vague white noise. He slowly searched.

Until...

A high pitched chime accompanied the static.

He abruptly halted and waited.

Time pasted; he fiddling with his hair, and scanned through his phone.

Until...

A low hum joined the white noise; it quickly morphed into a sound that resembled the yoga chant "Om", before it took on that familiar structure - words...

"Greetings" it spoke within the hum.

"Greetings" he replied.

"Dono...van" it managed.

"Yes, That me" he replied.

"Let us play" requested.

"Ready when you are" Donovan replied.

All noise but the white suddenly shut off.

"Something's off?" Donovan questioned.

He switched off the unoccupied fuzz.