[The Dreamberry cuts - to show the sky. A very stormy, icy, grey sky. If one listens very carefully, over the wind howling, is the sound of one (1) boy laughing out loud. Happily so, if you consider that he's laughing in the middle of an ice storm.]
Freya! Thor? Where are you guys?
[An inquisitive face swims into view as the phone is picked up.
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