First there is a piano. And then -- very quiet speaking that is quite difficult to understand.
Someone was overwhelmed by something. Rage, it was. No one could ever -- see a file? Ah, yes. I recognize this. This is that "sin file" story, or some variant of it.
The microwave buzz has died down, but I already know the rest of the story by now. The narrator is trying to destroy her files, but it is impossible. The microphone buzz is back, and her voice is dying out. I'll just finish the story briefly -- oh, her speech is discernible again. She -- no, there she goes again. Speaking of which, "There she goes" is a rather spiffy song. I don't remember if it's by Considering Lily or Sixpence None the Richer, but either way it's a nice song.
So Jesus is He who forgives sin, and "erases" it from our lives. Very good.