FIVE
[action; 1665 Nelson Street]
[Gash is currently seated on the front steps of his house, mumbling with paper and pencil in his grubby hands. The cold, he thinks, will help his brain process the lettering jumbling in his head. Seriously, how hard are a couple of sentences to figure out? It's like some alien-language, this English.]
Sally... went to the store to buy g-r-o-c-e-r-i-e-s... Tom wanted to buy laundry de- d-e-t...
[He grumbles, frustrated. Demon World symbols seem a lot easier to comprehend at this rate, and those are still fairly difficult!
A quick scribbling of whatever he thinks seems best and, then, a deliberate pause.]
Ouuu... I am afraid to look at what math I have to do. [horror of horrors]