[You can hear running feet and someone breathing hard - it's muffled as if there's a layer of cloth in the way. Zel's laptop is recording from inside his bag. There's a howl like a wolf, somewhere off in the distance, then Zel's voice.]
Dammit! They're still on me!
[More howling now, closer - it almost sounds like words.]
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