To say the group was awestruck and aghast would be an understatement. Even Sagebear looked to be taken aback at how much things had changed.
Shark took a few steps forward before falling. When Sinbad knelt down to his side, they both gawked at the entire spectacle.
All the others could really do was fan out and look for signs of life.
“Are you sure we’re in Twinbrook?” Shark inquired to an eerie silence. “It feels like we’re in Greenfield, or Lake Bresha.”
For once, Sinbad didn’t say anything to those two references. “We should probably get help.”
When the group split up into two, they all went opposite directions to traverse the crystallized landscape.
Shark stayed close to his parents and Sagebear as they called out for anyone to hear them. Their cries went unheard.
“All of us were only gone for a few days, right?” Shark asked his parents. Blaise and Dennis nodded.
Soon, all of them reached the house Blaise once shared with Alma. It too, had been turned completely into a shimmering display. Shark ran ahead and tried to open the door, to no avail. He had to resort to kicking it in so as to gain access. Once in, he kept looking.
“Hello? Aunt Alma? Are you here? What’s going on?” Alma didn’t call out to him. She wasn’t on the first floor, so Shark went up to her bedroom.
“Aunt Alma? Where are you?” His answer was given in the form of seeing Alma by the bed. It was then he realized why she hadn’t been answering him:
Alma was just as crystallized as everything else.
“Well, ain’t this a fucked-up development…” Sinbad tapped the window of what had been Harwood’s old home. The window had gone from transparent to opaque.
Marc and Harwood tried to find an entrance, but had no luck. When the three of them stood together again, Harwood scratched his chin in thought.
“I got an idea of how to get in, but…” Rather than tell the two of them, Harwood pushed them both back down the patio steps.
“Uh…What do you got in mind?” Marc was a bit afraid if whatever the idea was involved stepping away.
Harwood answered them by pulling out his cane gun. “I’ll just recommend that you cover your ears.” He waited for them to do so, then fired.
In an instant, the main door was shattered into a million pieces. Harwood calmly blew the smoke off the top of his cane gun, and went in. Sinbad and Marc followed him.
While Blaise and Dennis had gone into the house to see what was taking Shark so long, Sagebear turned and headed off in another direction.
Given that she knew this town like the back of her paw, she had no problem wandering about the places she recognized.
Soon, she reached Dudley’s house. Dudley was standing on the lawn, frozen in place like an ice statue.
When Sagebear took a seat in front of him, she whimpered sadly at his ambiguous fate. Then she pawed at his feet as though trying to get some kind of life out of him.
Assuming that wouldn’t have done anything in the end, she got back up and waddled back to where everyone else was congregating.
“Did ya find anything back at yer old house?” Blaise questioned Harwood when everyone was together.
Harwood could only shake his head. “It looks just like when we left, but turned into crystal. Besides that, nothing else.”
Dennis looked worried over everyone not finding any signs of activity besides themselves. “It’s like some kind of variant of Pompeii. Any clues as to what happened?” After he was done speaking, Sinbad craned his neck skyward.
“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m guessing that,” he said as he pointed to something in the distance, “may have something to do with it.
Everyone else looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw a beam of blue light shining down from the skies. Now enchanted by this discovery, the group began running for it.