Chandrava turned and ran. His head reeled. The street dogs were coming at him from all sides. With the dogs following him, Chandarva dashed from one street to another. Terrified, he ran into a house. It was dark inside. The sound of the approaching dogs threw Chandarva into a panic. Looking for a place to hide, he stumbled and fell into a huge vessel. 
 tɜ˞nd ʌnd ɹæn. hɪz hɛd ɹild. ðʌ stɹit dɑɡz wɜ˞ kʌmɪŋ æt hɪm fɹʌm ɔl saɪdz. wɪð ðʌ dɑɡz fɑloʊɪŋ hɪm,  dæʃt fɹʌm wʌn stɹit tu ʌnʌðɜ˞. tɛɹʌfaɪd, hi ɹæn ɪntu ʌ haʊs. ɪt wɑz dɑɹk ɪnsaɪd. ðʌ saʊnd ʌv ðʌ ʌpɹoʊtʃɪŋ dɑɡz θɹu  ɪntu ʌ pænɪk. lʊkɪŋ fɔɹ ʌ pleɪs tu haɪd, hi stʌmbʌld ʌnd fɛl ɪntu ʌ hjudʒ vɛsʌl. 
 Indian's voice is very clear and very monotone in this recording. The sound is very close-sounding, giving the impression of being spoken directly into the microphone. The pace of delivery is slightly slower than normal.