Gretel popped out of the gateway just in time to smell a capybara. She was reasonably sure it was in the cage being loaded into the back of a truck. This entirely changed what her plan had been. The raid was over. She had to get on that truck now. She ran as quickly as her four legs could carry her, dodging between cars, and reached the truck just as the men loading it turned away to grab another crate. She hopped in the back and quickly jumped over several boxes and crates until she thought she was well hidden in the back of the truck.

After the next crate was shoved in, the men slammed the doors closed, and darkness flooded the room. She didn’t have long to make her decision, and she knew it. “Bart, can you hear me?” She asked in her head.

“Sure can, what’s up Gretel?” Bart asked, popping into her view.

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“Shh,” she hushed the specter.

“I need you to tell the others that I found the capybaras, and they are going to want to raid this place in about twenty minutes. I’m going to stay with the truck and see if maybe there are more of our missing friends at the destination. So once you let them know, I need you back here so we can keep them informed,” She thought the words at Bart again.

He nodded before disappearing.

Gretel went from crate to crate, quietly whispering to see if anyone was awake. There were no responses. Their life forces were all still strong, though; had they not been, Gretel would have torn many people to shreds. As it was, she still might do that when this ride was over.