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

“I can get information about objects when I touch them,” Min spoke up in response to Penny’s question. “I’m afraid it’s not very useful in this situation.”

He wished he could do something but all he could think of was to sit tight. If they were going to smoke out the tunnels it would be better for them to not go in there. But there was always the risk the bugs would get them first.

Tuyen didn’t say anything, just silently standing against a wall. She wasn’t going to answer the question unless she was directly asked. And even then she’d say she didn’t have anything. She wasn’t going to tell them all the truth. She didn’t even entirely know what it was. So far it had been nothing but a burden. [i]Just like her.[/i]

She’d jumped as Sharon appeared, banging at the door and then getting in. When Britney asked someone to close the door Tuyen was quick to run and do it. She didn’t want bugs getting in.

It was obvious that Britney didn’t want to be the one to knock Sharon out unless she had to. Leaving the dirty work to others, Tuyen guessed. She didn’t want to do it either though. She didn’t think she could.

Min had no such qualms. He picked up something from the nearby shelf – a heavy book. He moved over behind her. He swung the book at the back of her head hard, a point he know would knock her out but hopefully not damage her too badly. 

He was read to hit again if the first one didn’t knock her out. He wasn’t too keen on it, but it was her or them.

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

“Got it!” Rien nodded to Lynette, and gave one to Jordan before they got to work. Their friend was tough and they were sure if she needed something she would’ve let Rien draw it for her. 

They settled on wood – it was easier to draw for them. With cloth there was a risk it wouldn’t look right, really. They made a large block of wood first and pulled it out. They made a few more of these before going onto some smaller pieces of wood. They were pretty sure they’d read something somewhere about big pieces not being good to start a fire.

Because they’d drawn quickly a lot of the wood looked quite shoddy, but it was definitely wood. That was all that they needed. It was a lot of it too. They’d need it to smoke out the whole corridor.

“There you go,” they indicated to the pile before moving a safe distance away to sit down. They felt drained. They couldn’t say they felt too good after drawing all of that. They glanced down at their hands and their eyes widened in shock.

“Huh, that isn’t good.” Their hands had turned white, as had their feet and half their arms were black. They were normally pale but not like this. And they’d definitely been wearing a completely blue jacket without black sleeves. They didn’t even feel as concerned about it as they should. They were sure it would go back to normal.