[ It starts off with a click, a faint huff of breath. ]
Stupid kids.
[ A low mutter in the background. A sudden clatter then, as if the phone were slammed onto some surface, hard, rattling. ]
I said get out.
[ The sound of footsteps, the rustle of fabric. A moment of silence, lovely, tense silence, before the rasp and rattle of sudden movement
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