[Frogs?

Here? There? EVERYWHERE?!

OH HAPPY DAY.

The Heron is down on Deck 13 gorging herself. OM NOM NOM.

Are YOU a bad enough dude to say hello to everyone's feathered friend?]

[Flap, flap, flap.

The Heron flaps its way towards the ship. Its legs are hanging down and it seems barely capable of keeping itself aloft. Finally it starts to come in for a landing, but misses the railing. Crash, bang! The Heron goes tumbling onto the floor of Deck 01 and lays still as a puddle of blood begins to form under its chest.

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[It's running down the hall, leaving a trail of feathers in its wake. Every so often it stops, rises up on its long toes and peers through the lock into the room. Finally it reaches the final locked door and it pecks furiously at the lock. The door to Giselle and Even's room pops open and chickens pour out in a living tidal wave into the hallway.

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