Voicemail sent on 7 March 2012 at 9:04 p.m.

"I was a mess last night.... It's just that I dunno what to do anymore, y'know? You're always on my mind and I'm wondering when you're going to wake up. If you're going to wake up, that is. The stupid doctors say that you're making slow progress but you're still the same, Steve. You just look so...dead. Like you're already gone..."