"Hurry up and come get us!" wailed Tsubaki. "We're in the phone box!"

"Tsubaki? Clara?" Heiji was at a loss to figure out whose voice it was more of a surprise to hear at the moment, but the 'phone box' had to be a phone booth. He headed toward the edge of the park; the edge of Tsubaki's bright red clothing was easy to spot. He hung up the phone and ran toward them, waving.

"What happened? Are you all right? We need to get outta here before the hunting party catches up to us!"