Regular immigration came by, most came from the Martian colony, since they thought a più modernized Earth was better suited for their livelihoods, there was, however, one sharp contrast to the usual immigration. Everything was closed o delayed. This was a dark time, indeed it was. Dr. Damion received so many supporters in the span of three months, that when he returned the rains (he created a weather ring to stop storm clouds from forming), they were più loyal to him as ever, no longer did he need to hide his lab now, everyone knew him, but as Sanders, not Doctor Ignatious Damion Keller. He led on, even going as far as signing his fan's papers and napkins. So then he took another step further, Scrivere a book that became the superiore, in alto bestseller within two days: "Sparks of Redemption". Indeed he was in control, nothing was going to stop him from taking the Midlands. Nothing, except Kowalski however. He survived the raid on the Capitol, and he found out at last who carried out the slaughter on the Capitol. "No, w-w-we killed him!! It can't be him!!" detto Kowalski worriedly. Alas however, it was sadly true, Dr. Damion was very, much alive. "Might as well tell the truth then...." detto Kowalski in a frightened tone of voice. He then headed off to the French Quarter, to tell everyone what really happened, but in the end, no one ended up believing him. Not only that, but he was now a target for the new police officers, appointed da Dr. Damion as well. He then walked off, hoping Hannah o Lilly's houses were close by, so that he could stay the night, o maybe a few more, since the storm clouds were coming, for the first time in months, but that isn't always a good sign.
Five feet of water slowly began to flood the town of Brimwood, since it was at least three feet below the sea level, it was quick and prone to flooding, all doors and windows were sealed with water-proofing anyways, so that no drop of water enters the house. To some people, it was a magical time of the year, that te got to see pesce swim through this seasonal lake bed, zipping da their windows. Luckily however, da now, Kowalski had stayed in Hannah's home, looks like he was going to stay there for a couple weeks. The flooding usually doesn't go down until after two o three weeks, where it would only be one inch deep, and everyone would collect the dying pesce that didn't make it to the pond and have another major event. pesce Week. In that holiday, everyone would take the various pesce collected from the drying streets and sell them to market goods. Private would usually take part in the event, and he is this year. Private walked down the street, hauling his large carrello to the area that he used every anno for pesce Week, a corner of Main strada, via where Hannah, Lilly, and Skipper would usually hang by, and set his carrello in place. From there, he would bolt it to the ground, staple the sign in place, and put his collected pesce in the built-in freezer, then put any left out pesce for display, and then chopped up one of the pesce he had, put the pieces on toothpicks, and lay them on a tray, a little folded card Leggere "Free Samples" to finish it all up. "The market will be più lovely at this year, all the extra pesce will bring me up enough to buy più rooms for my Inn," detto Private, whipping out a cash register and waiting for someone to stop by. He then saw Hannah, running to him in alert. "Private!! Private!! Emergency meeting!! At my house!! NOW!!!" yelled Hannah. "W-What for?" asked Private. "No time, we must go to my house, right now!!" yelled Hannah.
"And te really believe, that Sanders is Dr. Damion?" asked Lilly. Kowalski then leaned against the door. "Indeed, though it may sound impossible, but he's back, and he is now controlling us, we may not notice at first, but da the time we realize something is wrong, it will be too late," detto Kowalski. "Then what do we do to stop this, imminent, threat?" asked Skipper. "Simple really, we could try to warn the others," detto Private. "No, not a bit, I mean, we know now that no one is going to believe us, after all, he returned the rains for them," detto Jett, sitting near Hannah. "Jett's right, if we want to stop him, we mustn't try to use verbal action, his subjects are too loyal to him to make them turn against him," detto Lilly. "Then what do we do?" asked Private. Hannah then stood up and joined the conversation. "We must go to America," detto Hannah. "Why so?" asked Skipper. "We gotta get Alvandier and Domingo back, they will find a way to reassemble the rebels," detto Hannah. "Are te nuts?! They are so far away!! In an Auto Mechanics negozio in San Antonio!!" yelled Lilly. "Good point, and we're only in a set of islands in the Atlantic," detto Jett. "So? There's very little cars, but I know another way to get there," detto Hannah. "The ol' boat?" asked Lilly. "Yeah, it can fit più than enough of us," detto Hannah. "Oh yeah, and it has enough Cibo supplies to keep us going for a year," detto Private. "Not only that, but we can hide out in it as well, no one will suspect we're gone is we do," detto Lilly. "Then come on!! Before they start banning immigration," detto Skipper. Lilly the grabbed several suitcases, and everyone started getting to work, packing away at all the various supplies.
"It'll be a grueling journey, not like a thousand years fa where all te had to worry about was storms, rouge sharks, and hunger, no, te have to worry about the worst sea beasts out there," detto Lilly. "What are the worst?" asked Private timidly. "Theoretically, the pollution mutated some of the animali here, now that the pollution is virtually gone, they have adapted, and become some of the foulest monsters in the world," detto Kowalski. "The Strait of Karmas, is the place we need to avoid, but we have to go through it, because it'll shorten the trip to two weeks, and not a month," detto Hannah. "What's at the Strait?" asked Skipper. "Two creatures, Grawlads, the giant tube worm, it sucks up nutrients from the water, swallowing it all down, then spews up the waste products, kinda like Charybdis from that old book, the Odyssey," detto Hannah. "Whats the difference?" asked Lilly. "Grawlades, the name in plural form, don't go alone, they gather in groups, at one side of the coast," detto Hannah. "So instead of one, we're bound to see several of those things?" asked Skipper. "Indeed, but I'd rather lose some parts of the ship to Tenthrus lizards than to lose the whole thing, and us, to a bunch of Grawlades," detto Hannah. "Tenthrus Lizards?" asked Private. "Descendants of the Komodo Dragon, they are più evolved to snatch up large fish, o small boats, in their long, stretchy, necks, and eat them," detto Hannah. "Do they travel in groups?" asked Private. "Fortunately, no, and they are horrible swimmers too, so we don't need to worry too much about them, just stay below deck, if there's one, then it will gladly snatch anything that isn't bolted down to the boat," detto Hannah. "And we have a large boat, so it can't pick that up," detto Lilly. They then rolled up a map. "Alright, let's go then," detto Jett.
Five feet of water slowly began to flood the town of Brimwood, since it was at least three feet below the sea level, it was quick and prone to flooding, all doors and windows were sealed with water-proofing anyways, so that no drop of water enters the house. To some people, it was a magical time of the year, that te got to see pesce swim through this seasonal lake bed, zipping da their windows. Luckily however, da now, Kowalski had stayed in Hannah's home, looks like he was going to stay there for a couple weeks. The flooding usually doesn't go down until after two o three weeks, where it would only be one inch deep, and everyone would collect the dying pesce that didn't make it to the pond and have another major event. pesce Week. In that holiday, everyone would take the various pesce collected from the drying streets and sell them to market goods. Private would usually take part in the event, and he is this year. Private walked down the street, hauling his large carrello to the area that he used every anno for pesce Week, a corner of Main strada, via where Hannah, Lilly, and Skipper would usually hang by, and set his carrello in place. From there, he would bolt it to the ground, staple the sign in place, and put his collected pesce in the built-in freezer, then put any left out pesce for display, and then chopped up one of the pesce he had, put the pieces on toothpicks, and lay them on a tray, a little folded card Leggere "Free Samples" to finish it all up. "The market will be più lovely at this year, all the extra pesce will bring me up enough to buy più rooms for my Inn," detto Private, whipping out a cash register and waiting for someone to stop by. He then saw Hannah, running to him in alert. "Private!! Private!! Emergency meeting!! At my house!! NOW!!!" yelled Hannah. "W-What for?" asked Private. "No time, we must go to my house, right now!!" yelled Hannah.
"And te really believe, that Sanders is Dr. Damion?" asked Lilly. Kowalski then leaned against the door. "Indeed, though it may sound impossible, but he's back, and he is now controlling us, we may not notice at first, but da the time we realize something is wrong, it will be too late," detto Kowalski. "Then what do we do to stop this, imminent, threat?" asked Skipper. "Simple really, we could try to warn the others," detto Private. "No, not a bit, I mean, we know now that no one is going to believe us, after all, he returned the rains for them," detto Jett, sitting near Hannah. "Jett's right, if we want to stop him, we mustn't try to use verbal action, his subjects are too loyal to him to make them turn against him," detto Lilly. "Then what do we do?" asked Private. Hannah then stood up and joined the conversation. "We must go to America," detto Hannah. "Why so?" asked Skipper. "We gotta get Alvandier and Domingo back, they will find a way to reassemble the rebels," detto Hannah. "Are te nuts?! They are so far away!! In an Auto Mechanics negozio in San Antonio!!" yelled Lilly. "Good point, and we're only in a set of islands in the Atlantic," detto Jett. "So? There's very little cars, but I know another way to get there," detto Hannah. "The ol' boat?" asked Lilly. "Yeah, it can fit più than enough of us," detto Hannah. "Oh yeah, and it has enough Cibo supplies to keep us going for a year," detto Private. "Not only that, but we can hide out in it as well, no one will suspect we're gone is we do," detto Lilly. "Then come on!! Before they start banning immigration," detto Skipper. Lilly the grabbed several suitcases, and everyone started getting to work, packing away at all the various supplies.
"It'll be a grueling journey, not like a thousand years fa where all te had to worry about was storms, rouge sharks, and hunger, no, te have to worry about the worst sea beasts out there," detto Lilly. "What are the worst?" asked Private timidly. "Theoretically, the pollution mutated some of the animali here, now that the pollution is virtually gone, they have adapted, and become some of the foulest monsters in the world," detto Kowalski. "The Strait of Karmas, is the place we need to avoid, but we have to go through it, because it'll shorten the trip to two weeks, and not a month," detto Hannah. "What's at the Strait?" asked Skipper. "Two creatures, Grawlads, the giant tube worm, it sucks up nutrients from the water, swallowing it all down, then spews up the waste products, kinda like Charybdis from that old book, the Odyssey," detto Hannah. "Whats the difference?" asked Lilly. "Grawlades, the name in plural form, don't go alone, they gather in groups, at one side of the coast," detto Hannah. "So instead of one, we're bound to see several of those things?" asked Skipper. "Indeed, but I'd rather lose some parts of the ship to Tenthrus lizards than to lose the whole thing, and us, to a bunch of Grawlades," detto Hannah. "Tenthrus Lizards?" asked Private. "Descendants of the Komodo Dragon, they are più evolved to snatch up large fish, o small boats, in their long, stretchy, necks, and eat them," detto Hannah. "Do they travel in groups?" asked Private. "Fortunately, no, and they are horrible swimmers too, so we don't need to worry too much about them, just stay below deck, if there's one, then it will gladly snatch anything that isn't bolted down to the boat," detto Hannah. "And we have a large boat, so it can't pick that up," detto Lilly. They then rolled up a map. "Alright, let's go then," detto Jett.
