[Wh-whaaaaat! What's with the writing? Is that— so he can't identify her voice!? No, but she's standing in front of him and he doesn't recognize her, either. Then, what? His "own good"? Did someone put her up to this!?

He could feel his breathing accelerating the more he thought about it. He was shaking; this was too much! At this rate, he was really going to—!]