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Never Write A Horror Story in Phone Texts, The Noatak Horror (part 4/Final)

Story under readmore for length, titles are not official just sarcastic placeholders

(Phone call to Elisi’s phone from Nadia twelve hours later)

Elisi: Yeah?

Nadia: Hi, it’s me. Just checking in.

Elisi: (not in the mood for nonsense) What’s your plan?

Nadia: Well, first of all, how are you recovering?

Elisi: Recovered. But now I’m worried.

Nadia: Is everything okay at the house?

Elisi: No. We’re basically stuck here. The frograt statues have been spotted closer and closer to the house, and I’m spying small minkholes everywhere. And I’m sure now they’re not dug by minks. More neighbors have been attacked or have seen even bigger frograts slinking around. Some are fleeing the area best they can, either going to the village proper or heading south towards the borough seat. The only way out of here is by plane, which can only leave one at a time due to the rough air space. So now I have a village with people in panic, desperately trying not to alert anyone on the internet or otherwise, and trigger happy neighbors on public land who heard about blood-drained Mr. Warren. So...

Nadia: I see. I’m really sorry. If everything was okay with the gyre tunnels...

Elisi: True, wouldn’t be a problem. The tunnels are infested. I can’t even get word further south that something might be wrong.

Nadia: Let me handle that, then. So, other than the distress, your family is okay?

Elisi: My family and the villagers? Yeah, physically, we’re all okay.

Nadia: Alright, good to hear. So, the plan.

Elisi: Yes, please.

Nadia: The Evlakeel thrive in cold climates and temperatures. Putting her somewhere warm will slow her down and possibly kill her. So, the plan is to try and teleport her somewhere warmer than Alaska.

Elisi: That’s a lot of places. Plus, if she survives, you’re basically making her someone else’s problem.

Nadia: Not if I kill her.

Elisi: Whoa. ....you serious?

Nadia: (chuckles) You think I shouldn’t, after you yelling at me this morning?

Elisi: I mean, yes, completely in favor of it, it’s just... that doesn’t sound like you. You couldn’t even kill Gunmar at Killahead.

Nadia: (sighs a “not this shit again” sigh) The point of Killahead was exile, not death. Even the Sword of Daylight couldn’t kill Gunmar. We had to put him in a bridge because killing him wasn’t possible.

Elisi: Right.

Nadia: It’s different this time. Saomara has a clear weakness. And I don’t think there’s anywhere in Alaska we can lure her to that’s warm enough to slow her down.

Elisi: Also right.

Nadia: So, my plan is to teleport her closer to the equator. Any children born in her new location couldn’t survive at all, and she’ll succumb to it. Then, we’ll be able to slay her.

Elisi: Okay, then, that’s a good enough plan. Where exactly are you taking her so we can warn anyone close by what’s about to happen?

Nadia: Arcadia.

Elisi: ...

Nadia: I’ve contacted the Trollhunter and told him of what’s about to happen. He’s ready to help.

Elisi: I would have said like Hawaii or a volcano troll’s layer where it’s... y’know... hotter?

Nadia: Like you said, wherever I take her she will become another area’s problem. I thought it was best to take her to the deadliest presence would guarantee her blight won’t spread.

Elisi: Um. You’ve met the Trollhunter, right?

Nadia: Yes.

Elisi: Jim Lake?

Nadia: Junior.

Elisi: Fifteen year old human kid.

Nadia: Sixteen.

Elisi: I’m gonna be honest. I have zero faith in the kid to be able to handle this.

Nadia: He’s a great Trollhunter, Elisi. He has a good heart, a foot in both worlds, and he’s been proven capable various times he’s answered the call.

Elisi: Alright, I’m still too tired to argue. But, I’ll come along to help. I get the feeling you’ll need all the help you can get.

Nadia: Yes.

Elisi: And Alora? Heard from her?

Nadia: Not for twelve hours. She was texting all through our phone conversation. I want to teleport her out of that nest first, but if Saomara or her whelps are touching her, they’re going to get teleported too. I’ve texted her to send a signal when she’s ready to go, but... nothing.

Elisi: Alright. I say do it. Find a secluded, secure spot and use the spell to call her to you.

Nadia: Already on it. I have to say, the Anchorage Trollmarket is oddly charming and everyone here is completely ready to accommodate.

Elisi: Wait... where are you, right now?

Nadia: Anchorage Trollmarket.

Elisi: When...? HOW?!

Nadia: Six hours ago. Gyre. I’ve told the elder to close the tunnels from Noatak, so they don’t use those to come further south.

Elisi: I don’t even--

Nadia: (happy chirp) I said I’d handle it.

Elisi: Still, I don’t know if that will stop them. The hatchlings are all digging tunnels around the gyre routes.

Nadia: At least we’ve cut off the path of least resistance. And once Alaska gets the Midnight Sun, the hatchlings should be dying in droves. Wait, do you get Midnight Sun in your area?

Elisi: Yeah, later in the month. It’s a good point. Okay, so you’ve got a spot set up for the teleport.

Nadia: Yes. I’m going to do it right now. I have swordsmen waiting outside the door should I bring Saomara or any hatchlings with me.

Elisi: Okay. I’ll leave you to it. Give me a call back when you’re done, alright?

Nadia: Will do. Talk to you soon.

Elisi: Good luck, Nadia. I’ll be waiting for your call.

(They hang up)

(Ten minutes later, Nadia sends a photo to Elisi’s phone. It’s a selfie shot of her and a very mauled and bloody Alora barely hanging on to consciousness but smiling and giving a peace sign with her only surviving arm. She’s just a head, one arm and torso; everything else has been ripped off and eaten.)

Nadia: (texts afterward) All went well. No incident. Alora’s being taken to a bone mender to rest. I’m exhausted but I’ll call you in a second.

(Call from Elisi’s phone to Nadia’s the second after the photo and text.)

Elisi: WHAT IN THE FUCK HAPPENED TO HER?!

Nadia: Calm down, she’ll be fine and regenerating once she gets some rest.

Elisi: NO! YOU DON’T GET IT! WE SHOULDN’T HAVE LEFT HER FOR SO LONG! WHAT IF SHE GAVE UP WANTING TO LIVE AFTER EVERYTHING THAT MONSTER DID TO HER?! SHE WOULD HAVE DIED! SHE WOULD HAVE ACTUALLY, PERMANENTLY DIED!

Nadia: (doesn’t answer)

Elisi: (sighs as she tries to calm down) Listen, I... I don’t blame you. You were just doing as she told you. It’s just... we really could have lost her.

Nadia: Elisi, she’s okay now. She’ll recover in time. Let’s focus on the one that did this to her.

Elisi: (growls) Oh, you bet I’m doing that right now...

Nadia: If the hatchlings are digging tunnels all over the reserve, that nest could be anywhere. Alora’s asleep now, so she won’t be able to tell us where.

Elisi: I’m not worried about that at all. We get her to come to us.

Nadia: How?

Elisi: She found us in the tunnels when the gyre crashed. Those massive amounts of hatchlings gave away our position to her. All we have to do is wait in a good spot and signal to the hoard where we are, and she’ll come running. It’s not a perfect plan, but it’s better than attempting to hunt her down.

Nadia: I agree. The Trollmarket here does have a lot of research material for me to work with. Once I knew what I was looking for, information on the Evlakeel was easy to gather. So, they are ambush hunters, and also are smart enough to spot and craft traps. Until Alora wakes up, I can’t figure out how smart Saomara truly is. If we set a trap, she may recognize it and act accordingly.

Elisi: What I’m hearing is, we need more time to figure out what to do.

Nadia: On my end, yes. The teleportation spell took a lot out of me, so I need to recover my magic. Alora will be asleep for a while, so she won’t be much help. Where are you right now? At home?

Elisi: Yes.

Nadia: Okay. If you want, you can start exterminations, attempt to take a census on the hatchlings, locate the nest, or help your town. You don’t have to stand around and wait for us, just don’t do anything rash.

Elisi: Okay. I’ll start figuring out how to take this plague down a notch or two. You two rest up. Call or text if you need anything at all.

Nadia: Eh-heh. That reminded me. Alora cussed me out saying that my calling her phone got her found out when she was hiding in the tunnels. Which was how she got caught and taken to the nest. Maybe put your phone on vibrate?

Elisi: Duly noted. When she wakes up, ask her what happened and how I might have wound up outside.

Nadia: Alright. I’ll go rest and take care of Alora. Be careful out there, Elisi.

Elisi: I know the entire reserve. I’ll be alright. Again, lemme know if anything happens or comes up.

Nadia: The same for you. Take care, sister.

Elisi: You as well, sister. Rest up. Talk to you soon.

Nadia: Talk to you soon.

(They both hang up)

(Text from Elisi’s phone to Nadia’s phone six hours later.)

Elisi: I can’t stay awake. Fol is keeping guard. I’ll call again in a few hours.

Nadia: Okay. Stay safe, sister. I’ll update you when you call.

(Elisi’s phone calls Nadia’s phone six hours from the text.)

Elisi: Hey, how are you?

Nadia: Refreshed. Alora’s awake too, fully regenerated but her legs aren’t working yet. (pause) ...she wants to talk to you, is that alright?

Elisi: Yeah, put her on.

Alora: (once the phone is passed to her) Sup nerd? You alive?

Elisi: (sigh of relief) I honest to God thought we lost you.

Alora: I’ll admit, I felt like given up the fifth time I was being eaten alive, but I got over it. Mostly out of spite. Man, this troll is a huge bitch.

Elisi: You got it to talk, I heard?

Alora: I just got done talking to Nadia about it, but yeah. Her name is Saomara. She fell into an icy river escaping trolls hunting her, and somehow got frozen in a glacier in the process. Thawed out and clawed out last year, based on her timeline. Swam here across the Berring Straight and dug herself a home in Alaska. And hibernated until now.

Elisi: Until now?

Alora: Yeah. Normally they just hibernate in the summer after laying eggs, but she was tired. ...her words, not mine. 

Elisi: I honestly can’t believe this thing can talk.

Alora: You and me both. Imagine me being pulled into its nest and eaten. I wake up and I’m eaten again. I wake up, and she’s all (speaks in First Tongue: “You don’t die, do you?”) and I didn’t answer at first. Like, what in the actual fuck, First Tongue, who even SPEAKS that anymore?! Then I answer in English, “Eh, I don’t feel like it.” She must have understood me, because she got pissed and ate me again.

Elisi: Hmm... had she said anything else?

Alora: Well, I asked her what her plan was. And she just said “Live as I always have.” So, she doesn’t plan on leaving. Probably not until everything in your park is dead. THEN she’ll leave and do it all over again somewhere else.

Elisi: Well, we’ve learned that her species will die in warmer climates. The plan is to bring her to us via a distraction, and teleport her to Arcadia. Myself, Nadia and the Trollhunter can kill her easily there.

Alora: I was also telling Nadia that this plan sucks balls.

Elisi: I know the Trollhunter is inexperienced, but in this case...

Alora: No, he’s not the problem. You’re not teleporting this bitch ANYWHERE!

Elisi: Why not?

Alora: She’s faster than she looks. You may not remember, but she chased me through nearly half a mile of tunnels and caught up to me pretty damn fast. I had to hide us in one of the tunnels she dug after our gyre crashed, and she was zipping back and forth trying to find us. 

Elisi: Oh yeah, how did I make it out alive and you didn’t?

Alora: So, in that tunnel was a way out. I had to climb and push you out first. Then my fucking phone fucking rang and gave my fucking position away and that bitch climbed right through and pulled me out.

Nadia: (off to the side) I said I was sorry.

Alora: It worked out. I got us some useful info.

Elisi: Anything else at all? You were down there for two days.

Alora: So, this bitch doesn’t give one flying fuck about any of her hatchlings. Not a one. That’s why so many of them are dead. They just walk into sunlight without knowing any better. Don’t develop hunting skills. She doesn’t do anything for them. I really thought, how is it these things didn’t go extinct on their own?

Elisi: They’re basically the embodiment of Darwinism. Survival of the fittest. The smartest. The ones that learned from the others are the ones who grow up and breed the next generation.

Alora: Pretty much, yeah. There’s some bigger ones down here, and some bigger than those, and a couple are bigger than those. And mama cares about THEM very, very much. If I even looked at one of them funny, she’d bite something off of me. And that happened A LOT. Eventually, I managed to make a knife and throw it at one of those bigger ones and mortally wounded it. Oh, she got piiiiiiiissed!

Elisi: And she ate you?

Alora: Worse. She sicced the bigger ones on me. All of them ripped me apart. When enough of me came back to text Nadia, she started realizing that I was calling for help all this time. She ate my hands, which included my phone.

Elisi: Well, that sounded like it sucked.

Alora: So, where was I? Oh yeah, so because she doesn’t care about her hatchlings, they won’t be coming with her. So, if she leaves the area, you’re gonna be mopping up the leftovers for at least a year.

Elisi: I can live with that. The source of them is gone, so eventually the rest will die off.

Alora: The bigger ones are also kinda her bodyguards at this point. We’ll have to kill those regardless, but they’re easier to kill than she is.

Elisi: That’s good.

Alora: But, she’s smart enough to sniff out traps. And set some of her own. So, yeah, coming back to the topic, teleporting her is gonna be harder to do. Next to impossible.

Elisi: So what’s your better idea, then?

Alora: I’m trying to get Nadia to approve it, but simply, it’s this. We teleport US instead. Nadia will teleport us to different parts of the gyre tunnels, and lure her to us. We’ll keep her running through the gyre tunnels until we reach Arcadia, and then we strike.

Elisi: You just said yourself she’s smart enough to see through traps. What makes you think she won’t understand what we’re doing?

Alora: Maybe she will. So, we give her a reason to chase us. We kill the bigger whelps, or the grown whelps. She’ll be so blinded with rage, all she’ll want to do is kill us no matter where we go.

Elisi: I’m still not completely sold on this idea.

Alora: She won’t drop eggs while chasing us, so there’s no reason to worry about whelps spreading through the Pacific Northwest. (pauses) I’m looking over the books and stuff Nadia found here, and jeez, these things are the duckbill platypus of the troll world. Like, why do you exist? Why does every inch of your weird self exist? Why?

Elisi: It really feels like she may know what we’re doing and stop chasing us.

Alora: I’m as skeptical as you are, but it’s either we try to teleport her out and fail. Or we teleport ourselves safe distances away and lure her down the tunnels gradually. Both have huge risks. If we try teleporting her, and Nadia fails, we’ve lost our only chance to do so.

Elisi: What about the teleport spell Nadia used to get you out of trouble? We can’t just take a gyre to Arcadia, find a secure, secluded spot in Trollmarket and say her name to teleport her to us.

Alora: You really think this bitch is so stupid to give me her real name after finding out I couldn’t die and was able to talk to her? You think they DIDN’T have rites of passage back then? Do you really want to take the chance of us believing without the shadow of a doubt that SAOMARA is her real name?

Elisi: You do have a point. But this is the safer option for us with the best guarantee.

Alora: And if it doesn’t work, what’s the plan then?

Elisi: (is silent)

Alora: Yeah, that’s what I thought.

Elisi: The other problem with this plan of yours is that it sounds like you want to be there. I heard you can’t walk yet.

Alora: Yeah, it’ll be a couple of days until I can. So, you’re gonna have to carry me.

Elisi: (groans)

Alora: Also, that bitch ate my phone. Someone needs to buy me a new one.

Nadia: (off to the side) I’ll get it for you.

Elisi: And how much does the Trollhunter know about this plan?

Alora: Nadia is texting him after this to go over it with him.

Nadia: No, I’m not.

Alora: Oh, yes you are.

Nadia: We’re throwing a vengeful brood mother right on his doorstep. One that we can barely handle ourselves. Why would he--

Alora: Tell him this is a call.

Nadia: I’m going to text him, not--

Alora: A TROLLHUNTER’S call. Tell him after this.

Nadia: (is quiet)

Elisi: You’re really serious about this.

Alora: This is the only plan I can think of that will work the best.

Elisi: Me carrying your butt through the tunnels?

Alora: We’ll be teleporting.

Nadia: I can’t teleport all of us that fast.

Alora: Find a way. Find something.

Nadia: (is quiet)

Elisi: That’s... pretty much what this is riding on. IF Nadia can even do it.

Nadia: ...there is a way. First, I need a map of the tunnels. The latest one.

Alora: (barks at some nearby trolls in Troll to get a map).

Elisi: Alright. Listen, I need to check on my own extermination teams and be sure the village is still alright. You both work the kinks out of this plan and call me back later. 

Alora: Roger wilco.

Elisi: Hand the phone back to Nadia so I can say goodbye.

Alora: Alright. Later, nerd. 

Nadia: (once she gets her phone back) We’ll call once we come up with a better plan.

Elisi: Sure. If I come up with something, I’ll text. You two get some rest.

Nadia: I know we don’t have time.

Elisi: Yeah.

Nadia: So, we’ll try to make this quick.

Elisi: Yep. Same here. You two rest up, we’ll talk later.

Nadia: Okay. Talk to you soon, sister.

Elisi: Talk to you soon.

(They both hang up)

(Call from Nadia’s phone to Elisi’s an hour later)

Nadia: Hello?

Elisi: I’m here.

Nadia: First, how is everyone?

Elisi: Scared. The sun is going down. The hatchlings are scratching around the house trying to get in. There’s casualties of ill-prepared people going against these things... Either we finish this now, or wait for summer when they hibernate and try to snuff them out then.

Nadia: Either way, time is of the essence. If we wait for summer, she’ll dig her nest anywhere and we won’t find her until she wakes up. I’m ready to start Alora’s plan.

Elisi: You have a teleportation method? For a place you’ve never been to?

Nadia: Yes. So, the gyre tunnels in Noatak have tracks, yes?

Elisi: Laid those out myself, yes.

Nadia: Well, you put markers on them detailing where on the surface you are. And there’s similar markers the gyre itself is propelled towards when traveling from point A to point B, after setting the coordinants.

Elisi: (sarcastically) Great, you just taught me how a gyre works. Learn something new every--

Nadia: I can teleport off of those.

Elisi: ...

Nadia: There’s just enough of an electromagnetic wave signature for me to see and teleport to it. So, I’ve made a map of twenty two that I can teleport all of us to that is short enough to make Saomara follow us, and is the shortest amount of teleports that I can do.

Elisi: ...

Nadia: Elisi, we can do this. And we’re ready to go right now. Just give the word, and Alora and I will be at your location, ready to start.

Elisi: ...(chuckles) I honestly can’t think of a better plan. But I strongly don’t think this will work.

Nadia: It is our best shot at stopping this while we can. Besides, we have our three best immortals taking point, right? So what’s the worst that can happen?

Elisi: That this fails, the three of us are food supply for almost a million hungry mouths, and by the time they go to sleep in the summer, everyone and thing in the preserve is dead.

Nadia: So, no pressure?

Elisi: None. (sighs a tired sigh) Alright, let’s do this. Is Jim up to speed on this?

Nadia: He sounded nervous on the phone, but he’s ready. I’ve already given word to close down the gyre tunnels so we don’t get any unwanted surprises.

Elisi: Okay. I’m ready when you are.

Nadia: I’ll text him that we’re about to start. We’ll be at your location in five minutes, and down the gyre tunnels shortly afterward.

Elisi: Let’s do this.

Nadia: See you soon, sister.

Elisi: See you soon.

(They both hang up)

(Texting from Nadia’s phone to Jim Lake Jr.’s phone.)

Elisi: Jim, this is Elisi, Nadia’s sister. We haven’t met, but I’ll be the one giving you updates. Nadia will be busy hurrying to teleport points.

Jim: Alright, I’m ready when you guys are.

Elisi: Okay, here’s the skinny: We’ll be teleporting along 22 points on the gyre tunnels. Each time we teleport, I’ll let you know with the corresponding number, counting down from 22 to 1, so you know when to be ready.

Jim: Got it. Where are you now?

Elisi: At point 22. Next text will be the next teleport point. Be on guard, Trollhunter. She’s coming.

Jim: Good to know. :) (he is silently panicking on the inside)

(Five minutes later, Alora uses a music app to blast Rob Zombie’s “Superbeast.” This is the distraction.)

(Texts sent from Nadia’s phone to Jim’s phone, sent by Elisi)

Elisi: 21

(Two minutes later)

Elisi: 20

(Two minutes later)

Elisi: 19

(Three minutes later)

Elisi: 18

Elisi: Dammit, she’s onto us, one moment

(Five minutes later)

Elisi: 17

(Six minutes later)

Elisi: 16 16 16

Jim: What’s going on?!

Elisi: Killed a whelp. Pbly won’t have time to tx.

(Four minutes later)

Elisi: 15

(Fifteen minutes later)

Jim: Nadia? Elisi?

Elisi: 14. Dragging her back. 

(Two minutes later)

Elisi: 13

(One minute later)

Elisi: 12

Elisi: Nadia is tired, we’re hoofing it.

Jim: Be careful!

(Half an hour later)

Elisi: Back on track. 11

Elisi: 10

Elisi: 9

Jim: Guys?

Elisi: Gotta go fast!

Eisi: 8

Elisi: Almost there, get rdy!

Elisi: 7

(Ten minutes later)

Elisi: 6

(Two minutes later)

Elisi: 5

(Ten minutes later)

Jim: Guys?!

Elisi: Nadia is too tired to keep teleporting. We’re running. Almost there.

Jim: No, I need that countdown guys!

Elisi: 3

Jim: askdjfoiahgaihg

Elisi: 2

(Five minutes later)

Elisi: 1

(Two minutes later)

Elisi: Knock knock

(Video filmed from Nadia’s phone. Saomara is in Trollmarket’s dungeon on the rocky ground, pinned with several spears and surrounded by burning torches and bright crystals. There’s several stone eggs and stone hatchling bodies under her. Saomara is conscious and glaring at the phone.)

Nadia: Okay, making a record for later. It’s May 21, the last living Evlakeel is secured and detained in Heartstone Trollmarket. Killing it has proven more difficult than thought, seeing as Arcadia is in the middle of a cold snap. We’re waiting for summer weather in a few days, or finding a suitable place to exile her.

Saomara: (raspy, growling voice) Who are you talking to, witch?

Nadia: (pauses, then chuckles) This device I’m holding does more than call people. I’m saving my words into it so others can hear it later. For all time. You’re living history, my friend.

Saomara: I’m not your friend. Release me.

Nadia: I won’t. Not after you called me a witch. Listen to me, exile is a likely fate for you and whatever is left of your brood.

Saomara: (growls)

Nadia: We could kill you in a few days when the weather gets warmer. And California is known for it’s warm sunny days.

Saomara: (growls louder)

Nadia: We could also find a nice sunny spot to leave you, that should kill you right away.

Saomara: What is stopping you?

Nadai: Well... you. You’ve been a surprisingly tough opponent. Our Trollhunter is in the hospital now, my sister Alora is dead yet again, and whatever you left behind in Alaska is terrorizing my other sister’s family. You’ve spread us all pretty thin, so all that’s left is me.

Saomara: Think you so tough?

Nadia: Well, where are you right now?

Saomara: (snarls and tries to get up. She’s also in one of Nadia’s protection circles, which keeps her from leaving while Nadia is present)

Nadia: I’d advise you to get some sleep. Take solace in knowing that you live for longer until we decide what to do with you.

Saomara: The possibility of life, this is what you promise me.

Nadia: Maybe if you answer some of my questions.

Saomara: (growls again) I will not fall for your fake promises. I’m sure there’s many books about me, and my kind.

Nadia: There are. But it’s a shame. I was really hoping to learn more about you from you.

Saomara: I have nothing to say to you, witch.

Nadia: (pauses, then lowers the phone to turn it off) ... (in a sickly sweet voice to the phone) Please excuse me.

(Text sent from Alora’s phone to Nadia’s.)

Alora: (sends a picture of a living hatchling next to the “Welcome To Arcadia” sign)

Nadia: Oh no!

Alora: Yeah

Nadia: I’ll deal with the problem as soon as I can!

Alora: Sure, but I get the feeling this won’t be like Alaska. Once that summer weather sets in, they’ll drop like flies no matter where they are here.

Nadia: Still, I can’t take that chance!

Alora: Get ready for more of those frograt statues!

Nadia: Ugh! I can’t believe that name stuck!

Alora: I’m thinking of painting them myself and memeing the crap out of them on the internet.

Nadia: How’s your legs?

Alora: Great! Physical therapy is coming along swell. Should be out of here in a week.

Nadia: Okay, so I have until then to solve the frograt problem.

Alora: HA

Nadia: The name stuck, shut up!

Alora: (laughing while crying emoji)

Nadia: Anyway, you get well soon, I’ll deal with this myself.

Alora: And what’s the verdict on mama?

Nadia: We’re waiting for warmer weather, when she’ll be at her weakest. And then give her a formal execution. Also, Alaska should be seeing the polar sun soon, and when it does the remaining hatchlings in Naotak will have nowhere to hide above ground. Things should return to normal in a few weeks.

Alora: Admit it, you wanna keep one of these little fuzzballs.

Nadia: Absolutely not! They eat everything they find! They’re all too dangerous to leave alive!

Alora: Teasing. Do what you have to do. I’m just really really happy that everything worked out.

Nadia: Yeah. Best case scenario. Thank you, Alora.

Alora: Heh. Sister’s help each other. It’s only natural.

Nadia: Shouldn’t you be getting some rest?

Alora: I guess. Nothing on TV. I’m bored.

Nadia: I need to go take a census of these frograts and keep them in one area. Not sure how long I’ll be.

Alora: Take your time. Just lemme know when you’re done. I’ll snag a wheelchair and we’ll get burgers.

Nadia: Sounds good to me. Rest well, sister.

Alora: Take it easy yourself, Nadia.

Nadia: Bye.

Alora: Later gater. (winky emoji)