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Varnish sat in front of the gate to Medium's castle. The Canvas Plains had been rather uneventful today, and his rising boredom seemed ready to spawn a surprise nap.

Until, that is, his phone went off.

Varnish took out his phone and had it read the new notification.

 "New message from: Unknown Sender. Testing?"

     Oh, Varnish thought. Someone must have texted the wrong numb-

 "Arl-teesh-dla S.M.R."

     ... the Hells?

With nothing else demanding his immediate attention, and some worry for the well-being of the text-sender after that jumble of sounds in the second text, Varnish replied.

FROM: Varnish TO: Unknown

🍴: Are you okay? 😕

▲ Now that Link knew he had a fome- fone?- whatever- he couldn’t help himself, fiddling with it and pressing all the buttons. Next thing he knew, the words ‘sent’ and ‘all’ came up on his screen. Oops. He didn’t mean to do that.

FROM: Link TO: All

▲: testing? ▲: arltlyhl;dla,smr