Life of Proxies on the Run

"ĐØ ɎØɄ ⱤɆ₳ⱠⱠɎ ₮Ⱨł₦₭ ɎØɄ ₵₳₦ Ɇ₴₵₳₱Ɇ ₥Ɇ?"

Tim raced through the woods, jumping over roots and fallen branches, heart pounding. The static in his brain growing louder. He pushed himself harder. He could see the treeline. 'Just a little closer!'

"Come on, Tim!" He barely heard Brian's voice through all the static. His limbs grew heavy and he couldn't move. "FIGHT IT! DON'T GIVE UP! YOU'RE SO CLOSE!" Brian's muffled voice shouted and with a last burst of energy, Tim burst out from the treeline and the static was gone.

"ɎØɄ ₩Ø₦'₮ Ɇ₴₵₳₱Ɇ ₥Ɇ! ł ₩łⱠⱠ ₣ł₦Ɇ ɎØɄ. ł ₳Ⱡ₩₳Ɏ₴ ĐØ."