Staring at the USB slots, a thought comes to mind that I should use my telekinesis Instinct to guide the drive in my pocket toward the slots. But I remember that once anything leaves my grasp, it ceases to be invisible.
I bite my lip as I try to come up with another solution.
*BUZZ*
The static of a radio draws my attention, I pinpoint the sound, finding its origin to be the walkie talkie on one of the surveillance wolf's shoulder.
"This CV825 reporting all wolves to stay alert, there has been a breach," my heart jumps into my throat, "A wolf has been caught in the Western surveillance room, has the Instinct to make himself invisible, might not be alone."
I freeze in place, a bad cold seeping into my bones.
'No, no this can't be.' I say to myself, as my heart pounds into my ears.
"What, the hell? How do we know when..."
"Wait, did he say invisible?"
The two wolves say, a hint of realization in their tone.
'Dammit dammit dammit,' I curse, thinking of what to do.
