RSVP

[Hyacinth]

As the witches began searching for us again, we realized that it wasn't safe for us to stay on the surface. While we were camped out in the temple, the clinic was lost as the witches had taken it over as their new home base. Unfortunately, that means that the wolves that were too sick to be moved are now surviving at the mercy of those witches. After encountering the carnage in the basement of the packhouse, none of us have faith that any of those patients will survive the day if we cannot change our situation this morning.

Thankfully the tunnels are expansive. We can all fit inside if we stretch ourselves out between locations. Unfortunately, none of the juncture points are large enough for any of us to stand in a cluster bigger than 10, which means giving instructions for the next phase of our plan feels a bit like playing telephone, where the message is changed and garbled by the time it reaches the person on the other end.

Even with all of our challenges, we have come