#oooooomg

Normally, they sat in an orderly grid behind the administrative building, complete with gardens and warmly lit paths.

But now they sat dark and silent; hidden in the denser shadows of the forest bordering the University. Some seven miles away.

Fortunately, none seemed to have been damaged by the explosion, though they now rested at odd-angles to one another. The foremost was the men's Field Agent domicile-- its front door firmly wedged against a sycamore.

To a creative observer, it might have appeared to be hiding.

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"Okay."

It was all Molly could think to say in the moment, because was it the most absurd thing she'd seen thus far? No, not by a long shot. And wasn't that a little bit funny? Before she'd been shot, any one of the things she'd seen might've sent her away, and here she was...staring down--well, up--a fucking herd of houses.

"So, I don't know if you guys can hear--I'm literally talking to dormitories right now. This is my life." She rubbed a hand over her face, taking a moment to collect herself before continuing. "If you guys can hear me, we need to go back to where we were. You guys don't belong in the fucking forest, ya feel me? You're spooking the locals...the birds and shit. If you can't hear me...please be easy to move."