"No..." Tom said after a pause as he got through the fence, watching Neil and Mike before tugging them both along. Through the haze, he can see tints of orange, and just because the ants weren't in the hill anymore didn't mean they weren't lurking around the outskirts. The car was getting closer, but it was too soon to feel relief.

"She knows that something's wrong, though. Different." He glanced at Neil as he looped his arm under his shoulders. "I'm sorry."