Narration: Third week…
Eric: Hurry up, you idiots! The storm’s upon us. Take everything down, now!
Trace: Flora, maybe you should keep resting—
Flora: I rested all yesterday. My stomach stopped hurting hours ago.
Flora: It was probably just all that food—
Keith: Hey, guys. Have you seen Natani around lately?
Flora: Oh yeah, I think he’s sick or something. He locked himself in his room two days ago.
Flora: He asked me to bring down some food for him.
Flora: He didn’t open the door, though.
Flora: Just told me to leave it there.
Flora: It’s been a while since I’ve gotten him any more, though.
Keith: Eh, I guess I’ll get it for… um… him.
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