LXX: Mr. President, It's Now Or Never!

Ulysses headed directly to his bedroom, shut the door closed, and throws himself on the bed. He doesn't even bother to turn the lights on. At the moment, he only has the gentle light from the moon as his source of illumination.

Heart beating fast, hands getting cold, and droplets of sweat starting to form on his forehead despite how cold the night is. Ulysses stares at the small piece of paper that he's been holding for quite some time now. The longer he stares at it, the more anxious he becomes.

So, why is he being nervous over a piece of paper? Well, it's because it has written numbers on it. It's Dylan's phone number.

He took his phone and inputs the numbers on it. He even checked the numbers twice if not thrice. Still not satisfied, he checked the numbers that he had input for the fourth time. No doubt, he dialed the correct order of numbers.

Ulysses took a deep breath. It's now or never.

He taps the green button on his phone screen, calling th