Lila
Lila stood in her own living room, a purring cat whipping around her legs as she watched Tish crawled out of the bedroom, shaking. She rushed over and urged her to get up onto the couch, but Tish refused to be visible through the windows.
"Tish, we're four floors up, no one's looking in—"
"They can do all kinds of things," she sobbed, running a shaking hand through her hair. "I saw them. They have… so much technology. That's why he was so mad. If he could get into our systems and use the information with his…" She curled up into her own knees again, rocking like she had in the car. "Can't… breathe…" she sucked in.
Lila noticed Rupert kept his distance as she slid down to the floor next to Tish, though he meowed at her again. "Honey, we need help." she pulled her phone out of her pocket. "I need to call Dane, he'll know what to do—"
