Transcribed phone call to Sumac’s privately-owned prepaid phone
Sumac: Pine? You there?
<brushing noise, static>
Sumac: Pine, tell me you haven’t butt-dialed again. Damn it, you’re eating up my minutes.
Pine: <panting> Oh god oh god –
<repeated brushing noise, as if someone is running>
Pine: <panting> shit –
Sumac: Pine, are you okay? Where are you?
Pine: <distant> You there?
Sumac: Pine, where the hell are you?
Pine: No – hang on a second…
<wind blowing across mouthpiece, a car drives by in the background>
Sumac: Are you near a highway?
Pine: <breathless> Yes.
Sumac: Do you need someone to find you?
Pine: <very close, unintelligible>
<brushing noise, as if someone is putting phone in pocket.>
<blaring car horn, squealing tires>
<brushing noise, as if someone is running>
Pine: oof –
<breaking of wood>
Pine: Damn it, damn it, oh God –
<footsteps running away over branches or over frosty grass>
<slow, quiet footsteps>
<sniffing sound, as of a large dog>
Male Voice 1: North. Probably toward that gas station.
Male Voice 2: <unintelligible>
Male Voice 1: Wait. He’s pointing.
Male Voice 2: <unintelligible> for Jay to catch up and <unintelligible>
Male Voice 1: Exactly.
Male Voice 2: <unintelligible> smelling?
Male Voice 1: I don’t know. Wait – shit, he’s off – go after him, I’ll catch up.
<sound of several people running away from cell phone>
Sumac: Oh my God…
Sumac: Oh Pine…Come back…
<Logging truck horn blaring as it passes>
Sumac: Pine, for God’s sake, tell me you’re okay!
<male and female voices>
Sumac: Pine, give me a sign or something.
<skidding tires, automobile collision, shattering glass>
Sumac: …Oh my God…
<child crying in distance>
<sound of typing>
Sumac: Please God, Anders, be on line…
<man and woman screaming>
<sound of screaming / nails on blackboard>
Sumac: Chloe, come on, come on…! Don’t make me go to Angie for this one…
<footsteps, woman breathing rapidly, shuffling and rustling noises>
Pine: Oh my God.
Pine: Omigod omigod – Sumac, are you there?
Sumac: Pine, I’m here! Tell me where you are.
Pine: Ontario. Side of a highway.
Sumac: Which highway?
Pine: Transcanadian, I think.
Sumac: I’ve got the map. Talk to me.
Pine: <out of breath> I have to keep moving.
Sumac: Tell me where you are. I’ll get someone to pull you out.
Pine: Oh my God - <sobbing> Oh my God, Sumac, they’re killing those people!
Sumac: Focus, Pine. You can’t do anything for them. Stay with me. Give me a landmark. A town, a sign, anything.
Pine: Uh…oh god…Uh…I don’t know, but they said something about…about a…a factory. Foundry. Whatever. Oh God!
Sumac: Keep your voice down, or they’ll hear you.
Pine: They’re eating those people, Sumac! <sobbing>
Sumac: Focus on me, Pine.
Pine: <whispering> They’re not even dead yet!
Sumac: What was the last road sign you saw?
Pine: Uh…I don’t know…they…the windows were blacked out…I…I gotta keep moving!
Sumac: Walk and talk.
Pine: Gotta move while they’re…oh God…
Sumac: Get off the road but keep it in sight. Don’t run. You know they chase what runs.
Pine: I know.
Sumac: Remember your training.
Pine: I know.
Sumac: Are you hurt?
Pine: Uh…no…just a twisted ankle…
Sumac: The windows were blacked out. In what, a vehicle?
Pine: One of the Wyrd transport vehicles.
Sumac: They kidnapped you?
Sumac: And you escaped?
Sumac: That’s because you’re a damned good field agent, still human after fourteen and a half years. Don’t conk out on me yet.
Pine: There’s a sign up ahead.
Sumac: What’s it say?
Pine: I don’t know yet. I’m on the wrong side.
Sumac: Okay, keep talking to me.
Pine: This is huge, Sumac.
Sumac: The sign?
Pine: <panting, stumbling> I’ve seen it with my own eyes. I don’t know what he’s created or how he’s done it, but Sumac –
Pine: Sumac, they’re not human, and they’re not werewolf either.
Sumac: God help me…tell me it’s not vampires.
Pine: It’s not vampires.
Pine: Oh hell, they’re going right into the thick of it –
Sumac: Pine, unless I know where you are, we can’t help you!
Pine: Those cops are headed straight for them –
Sumac: Pine, tell me what the sign says! We need an extraction team out there, and we need situation control, but I can’t send them until you tell me what that sign says!
Pine: I’m going as fast as I can without being seen, dumbass!
Sumac: Then focus on your feet and not on those cops.
<tires squealing, glass shattering>
Pine: I’m almost there. Give me – give me another couple of seconds. God, Sumac, this place feels familiar. If I didn’t know any better, I would swear I was back home, where –
Pine: Oh shit.
Pine: Oh God – oh God – here he comes – Sumac!