It's 2 a.m., you're in bed alone and the phone wakes you. Your eyes are wide and your body tense before it has completed so much as a single ring. And as you wake, in the tiny moment between sleep and consciousness, you know already that something is wrong. Only someone bad would ring you at such an hour. Or someone good with bad news, which would probably be worse.You feel your heart beat. You listen. And listen and then you hear the one voice in the world that you least expect ... your very own Blast from the Past. Copyright © Libri GmbH. All rights reserved.