Thump House 9:00 pm
On the nightstand, Flop’s taptak lit up and began whistling and tweeting, repeating the pattern over and over several times. In the bed, Flop and Molly slept the deep sleep of exhausted parents with an exuberant house guest. They heard and saw nothing.
Flop’s phone stopped beeping, having tried its best to wake him and failing. A lone chime echoed briefly in the room to indicate a new message. The screen remained lit for another brief moment, and the message was clearly visible:
Uncle Nabin
Flop, I need to see you first thing in the morning. It’s urgent. Ravog were spotted by long range scouts. They’re approaching Habiun. Need to get your family somewhere safe. Call me when you get this.