[It's coming through the journal by itself for a while, and he sounds so out of it. When she hears the owl, at last from a real direction, Sheena alters her running to take her that way. Toward the hot springs, of course. Why didn't she think of that?
The hooting gets louder, and she can hear Albert's shouts in the air as well as she stumbles and skids through a rough patch. This is not the time.]
Albert, I can hear you! [There is no pause to brush off dirt or re-center her footing. He's gotta be close by now.]
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The hooting gets louder, and she can hear Albert's shouts in the air as well as she stumbles and skids through a rough patch. This is not the time.]
Albert, I can hear you! [There is no pause to brush off dirt or re-center her footing. He's gotta be close by now.]