*as the tape turns on you hear labored, shaken breathing. Not one person... but almost as if it were multiple. They all seemed to overlap, switching between the one with most audibility.*

*the sound of a door opening is heard, though no footsteps follow. Neither does a voice. However all of the present ones reply as if there were.*

"GET OUT OF HERE. GET OUT!!"

*the door squeaks as it's closed mostly, something glass breaking against it after being thrown. The door squeaks again as it's opened, more silence ensuing before the original few voices spoke again.*

"P-please just get out... I don't know what's happening, and I don't want anyone to get hurt...

LEAVE OR I SWEAR TO GOD I'M GOING TO LOSE MY MIND.

Hey, hey, c-calm down-

I AM NOT GOING TO BE CALM. NOT WHEN I CAN BARELY THINK WITHOUT YOUR ENTIRE BODY BEING IN PAIN.

YAEZ YOU ALL.

TEASIAE YEAN, YHENJ! GET. THE. ZAIT. OUT!

EVERYONE SHUT UP, PLEASE! THIS IS MY BODY, YOU KNOW! AND YOU'RE GIVING ME A GODDAMN HEADACHE!

OH, YOU'RE ONE TO TALK.

YOU SHUT THE ZAIT UP. WHY ARE YOU HERE?!

NO, YOU SHUT UP, VISEHJ.

ALL OF YOU SHUT THE [REDACTED] UP.

*in the background the door squeaks as it's closed quickly, followed by a crash and a screech of pain.*

*suddenly the projectile (whatever it is) hits the recorder and everything is replaced with white noise.*