wake up call

The phone rings. My hand stretches out of an in out sofa bed sleep. It picks up the receiver. Presses the green button. I say hello. There's an international fuzz on the line. A man starts talking. I don't recognise the language. South East Asian, perhaps. He talks for thirty seconds. I say hello, repeatedly. He ignores me. He starts to sing. The song's rhythm is jaunty. The words pass me by. Then the words change. He sings in English. He sings: Strangers, Don't be talking to Strangers. Strangers, Don't be talking to Strangers. He hangs up, abruptly.