the craft.

"we are the weirdos, mister."

ah, many an afternoon spent 'toiling' (ha) in the garden shed, surrounded by tea lights, writing spells, playing with ouija boards, and practising black magic. this was a normal thing for 12 year olds to do, right?

looses.

simple awkward phone call solution.

Uh, everything's under control. Situation normal. 

What happened? 

Uh, we had a slight weapons malfunction, but uh... everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine. We're all fine here now, thank you. How are you? 

We're sending a squad up. 

Uh, uh... negative, negative. We had a reactor leak here now. Give us a few minutes to lock it down. Large leak, very dangerous. 

Who is this? What's your operating number? 

 Uh...

1994.

 an up-side to having a clear out.