#08 -- [VOICE]
[breath short, tone half-wondrous, half-despairing]
Oh, dear. There--There are locusts here! In the kitchen! [half a second later--] And the living room! The number--I do not know how many--a lot, though, it would seem--
[a muffled thump in the background, eliciting a squeak followed by a soft voice uttering "The flour!" above a continuous, rustling sound that could very well belong to someone jigging nervously in place--]
I am sure they are not harmful. They do simply seem to be merely ravenous, thus far! I am not er, certain, though! But I should like to capture them without possibly injuring any, yet how--I shall have to find out! Th-The faster the better, I do think, as it would seem they have now moved from the desserts onto the leftovers. Though it is awfully hard to type in searches while--while--dodging--
[a few moments later, anxiously]
Would...would a net work, perhaps?
Oh, dear. There--There are locusts here! In the kitchen! [half a second later--] And the living room! The number--I do not know how many--a lot, though, it would seem--
[a muffled thump in the background, eliciting a squeak followed by a soft voice uttering "The flour!" above a continuous, rustling sound that could very well belong to someone jigging nervously in place--]
I am sure they are not harmful. They do simply seem to be merely ravenous, thus far! I am not er, certain, though! But I should like to capture them without possibly injuring any, yet how--I shall have to find out! Th-The faster the better, I do think, as it would seem they have now moved from the desserts onto the leftovers. Though it is awfully hard to type in searches while--while--dodging--
[a few moments later, anxiously]
Would...would a net work, perhaps?