FERN:

You were pretty quiet in there, Willis...anything strike you odd about Cheryl?

WILLIS:

Is that what that was? A sherroll?

FERN:

That's what she said, anyway.

WILLIS:

Oh...I couldn't tell nothin! You just talked to a blurry spot a bunch.

FERN:

A "blurry spot?!"

WILLIS:

Yeahh...I thought it was just one'a those weird things you do that don't make no sense. I couldn't see or hear hardly NOTHIN!

FERN:

Okay, that's, alarming. Are "blurry" things typically bad?

WILLIS:

I dunno! I'm usually super good at perceptin' stuff! Maybe the sherroll didn't want me to see it.

FERN:

Hmmm. Not sure I like that, but you do come from the Hospital...maybe she's just staying safe.

Let's see what we've got so far, I'll try and write it all down as I go. Let me know if I mess up anything, okay? Ahem...

DOCTOR FLEAGOOD has brought a number of different parents to his veterinary ward, where the Hospital seems to be conflating the concept of pets with the concept of children. It's hard to say whether he means well or is up to something, since he seems annoyed by the extra work... but kind of full of himself that he's so "important?"

WILLIS:

You forgot he has a BIIIIG DUMB BUTT.

FERN:

Noted, thank you Willis.

NICOLE said that her daughter was sick, trapped in a small, hard place that smelled strange.

MITCHELL said his son wouldn't stop sleeping, and your current EGGLET may be connected to him. He may be in a place that is "bigger than it should be," in a location that would be very dark if not for something currently illuminating it.

THE PHONOGRAPH made a bunch of sounds at us, and it seems like, somehow, those sounds are a mother. Her child is seemingly also some sounds. Where would we "find" sounds? And how would we "bring" them to her?

WILLIS:

Wait, WAIT! What if we make a TAPE??! Tapes are cool!!!

FERN:

Tapes? ...Do you happen to mean a little square that records music? Not some monster thing?

WILLIS:

Don't be dumb, Fern! My mom makes tapes! She likes music when she's workin!

FERN:

Huh. That's actually good to know...still not sure where we're supposed to find this kid, though.

Anyway...

HEATHER seemed more worried for our own safety than for her daughter, Allie, who apparently enjoys antagonizing the monsters of the abyss and climbing up high places. She suggested we somehow get her into an empty Egglet.

The STAIN MOMS wouldn't tell us anything until I come back stronger.

WILLIS:

Mean.

FERN:

...But fair, Willis.

Finally, CHERYL seems to be a normal human, and apparently she's only here for her actual dog, who is named either Bologna, Salami or Pepperoni.