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[sub][@Surtr Inc][@Atrophy][@Prosaic][@Mike73][@He Who Walks Behind] [/sub]
[code]The Reid Farmhouse – Main House[/code] [hr]

Tuyen had absolutely no idea what to do and how they were going to get out of this. If she was honest being eaten alive by bugs wasn’t the way she really wanted to go. It didn’t seem quick or painless. The situation seemed a little helpless. Even if Penny contacted her brother (something that she didn’t quite get) how did that help?

Min was trying to think of solutions. There had to be some way for them to get away from this. He paid attention to Britney as she made Penny telepathically communicate with her brother – yet another thing to add to the list of stuff that shouldn’t be possible. Min wondered if he could do that with Tuyen. Maybe he would try another time. 

But now was the time to come up with a plan.

When the bugs got in he was all but prepared to just give up and then everything froze. He grabbed a nearby book and smacked a few of the ones closest to him. He had to agree with the girl that said they should take the opportunity to move.

“We should go to the basement if we need a safer spot,” Min responded to Jasmine, but loud enough for everyone to hear. “It might be easier to barricade so we can figure a way out.”

“How are we going to get out of the basement, a secret door?” Tuyen didn’t try to keep the sarcasm from her voice. Being cheerful was just a bit pointless at the moment.

“Who knows, there might be.” A lot had happened recently that Min wouldn’t have thought possible. It was less magical than time being frozen and people telepathically talking. Maybe there would be something like that.

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[sub][@Surtr Inc][@Ciaran][@Prosaic] [/sub] 
[code]The Reid Farmhouse –Barn[/code] [hr]

Rien had helped with pulling open the hatch before stepping back to let others help those in the tunnel climb in. They’d quickly pulled out their small sketchpad and drawn a pretty accurate bug spray. Upon pulling it out they’d been quite pleased to find out that it was functional. Nice. Now they only need another few hundred of those. 

Caelea was relieved to get out of the tunnel, even if she’d felt a bit bad when Paige said for her to go first. But at least she’d helped the other girl get away from the swarm. That was better than nothing. 

But it didn’t stop the swarm from following them up, injuring Jordan before some kind of weird shit happened to freeze time.

Rien was very quick to take the opportunity to spray the bugs with the one can she’d drawn up, efficiently killing them (not too hard when they weren’t moving). Caelea grabbed a nearby spade and got to smashing them too – trying not to laugh at the picture Hagan painted hitting bugs with a baseball bat. 

Time resumed and all the bugs had been killed. Rien hurried over to Kimberley and Jordan – they weren’t the best at caring but still wanted to make sure their friends were fine. “Shit, are you okay? You need any medical supplies? I can draw them up…”

“I don’t have an abstraction either,” Caelea shrugged in response to Lynette, glad that Paige had spoken up first and she wasn’t the only one. “At least not that I’ve figured out yet.”

“I can draw things and pull them out of paper,” Rien replied, holding up their sketchpad. “I don’t think it can be bigger than what I draw it on, but it’s something.” Then, to Paige. “I can make some matches at least?”