Bab 924: 408 Mission

In the toolshed.

It was unusually quiet.

Forsythia Brown, Peter Andrews, and Liz were all resting with closed eyes.

Peter, true to his childish temperament and since Forsythia wouldn't let him go out to see, couldn't contain his restlessness any longer and finally opened his eyes to ask, "Why is it still so quiet?" The noise before was so loud it could scare someone to death.

"Mindo and the others are conserving their energy," Forsythia spread her hands and said, "and those wolves... I figure they either want to make Mindo and her group die of thirst or starve to death."

Peter asked, "Then they are trapping us upstairs with the same idea in mind?"

Forsythia gave a thumbs up and said, "Peter, spot on."

"What should we do?"