Doodlebird.

Flowers? Can we grab a petal?

**Doodlebird plucks a petal from one of the flowers. Ink dribbles from the tear, and before long, the petal has crumbled to scrap in Doodlebird's beak. Nothing further happens.**

Can you look up and see farther into the sky?

>go left
What's up with those staticy cracks in the sky?

**Doodlebird looks up and considers the aforementioned cracks. Odd, that. They can't tell if the cracks are causing it without getting closer, but now that they think about it, the atmosphere feels... thicker, somehow, over here.**

**Doodlebird wonders what could have caused—**

Oh.

Oh, no.

I was afraid this might happen.

**Doodlebird goes very, very still. Those weren't their thoughts just now. They wonder if you all heard that, too.**