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[ The phone has landed a little away from the confrontation and turned itself on. It's got a view of night stars and not much else. But there are sounds.

First, it's a sound like shuffling then a pained yell that is locked behind teeth, but just barely. Then more shuffling...

...but then there's a hissing sound. A sound that could raise the hairs on the back of your neck all on its own, a sound like nothing else on earth. ]

Well? What are you hiding from? Your prey is already crippled. Come and get me you skiv.

[ That's definitely Kaz with the rocksalt rasp in his voice. But the pain is evident in every word he says. The only answer he gets is another of those unearthly hisses. Then breaking up that view of the night sky is a gout of flame bisecting it and someone yelling to clear off. The sounds of them running straight for the phone then straight away indicates that it was bypassed altogether. There's another sound of a flame thrower from further away and the phone goes dark. ]

demjiin

[There's a lot of spinning, as though someone hasn't figured out how a phone works yet, and the view briefly of a white snowfield. After the spinning stops the camera shows a boy, no older than 17, who is glaring back at the camera. He has black hair that's shaved on the sides and left long on top to go with equally black eyes. His voice has a rocksalt rasp to it, as though he gargles with whiskey and broken glass every morning when he does eventually speak;]

I know already this isn't Ketterdam anymore and the snow isn't bad enough to be Fjerda. So if this thing works the way the rest of these machines do, then someone tell me where to get a stiff drink. Nobody will want to be around me sober.