Jim walks up to the metal object, the glass shards crunching under his steps. He carefully retrieves the piece of metal, seeing that it seems to be some sort of handle to something. It looks pretty old, or at least as if it was designed to look old. It's a metal rod with a bend at either end and a hole on each tip where a nail or screw might hold it.

At this moment, Chelsea and Jim both hear that same wolfish howl from before now coming from near that woman idling off the trail. If they turn to look, they'll be able to see the following.

Carine hears this and then sees a barefoot man in a tracksuit suddenly swing from around the tree with extraordinary agility and begin plunging, feet first, directly on a collision course with her chest. Carine has but a brief moment before he impacts where she can act to defend herself.