savior? alien rectum fangs phone

as reply to Allie

The 
alien
approached Tom. Slowly. It opened its mouth. Inside of it were still the remains of the neighbor's flesh.

Then a ringtone went off. Suddenly Tom snapped out of his daze and he dashed for his phone. He fell on the floor though because his 
rectum
still hurt. From the floor he had to reach for the phone. He didn't know why he was so obsessed with answering his phone when less than a minute before he was thinking of jumping out the building.

What could a person on the other line of the call do for him? Could they send him some crucial information that would help him fend off this alien before it shredded his skin with its three inch
fangs
? And then pierced his organs with those same teeth? It would be better to simply jump out the window and skip pass being awake for your own dismemberment.

But he couldn't make it to the window now. The only hope was the 
phone
. His fingers touched the glossy device and the sweat on the fingertips allowed him to pull it down from the bedstand onto the floor where it made a THUD sound. Through the pain in his rectum, he pushed for one final movement of his hand and wrist to flip the phone over to see who it was. Who could it be?
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