Blindsided
Midmorning; at the Dragon's Edge,
Hiccup, Astrid, and their dragons had spent the better part of the last two hours with the Triple- Stryke; who, despite having settled in well-enough on The Edge, was still recovering from his imprisonment … in The Hunters' dragon- fighting arena.
"Hey; guys!" Fishlegs called, from somewhere above them.
"Fishlegs; what brings you here?" Astrid called, as Meatlug came in to hover, about ten feet over their heads.
"Snotlout and The Twins just got back from patrol, and there are multiple storm fronts heading right for us." Fishlegs informed them. "We need to lock-down The Edge before they start to hit."
Hiccup nodded, while Toothless turned to the Triple- Stryke; promising that they'd pick up, where they left off, once the storms had passed and the island was secure. The wild- dragon nodded, in acknowledgment and agreement, and vanished into the forest.
An hour later; near the clubhouse,
As Stormfly swooped towards the clubhouse, they spotted Snotlout; he was standing on Hookfang's head, level with the roof of his hut, and had a tarp in one hand. Astrid rolled her eyes, "Snotlout: What are you doing?"
"I'm covering up my 'S'; what does it look like I'm doing?" Snotlout called back, turning to face them.
"You're supposed to be closing The Dome, and battening down the hatches!" Astrid pointed out.
"Hey: I'm not leaving the 'S' hanging out in the wind!" Snotlout argued.
"Snotlout!" Astrid repeated, in a slightly- raised voice.
"Fine!" scowling, Snotlout hurriedly tossed the tarp over the 'S' hanging over the door of his hut; then he hopped onto the saddle on Hookfang's back, and the dragon took off.
A gust blew the tarp off of the 'S', and away; Snotlout gave an irritated "Argh", but made no attempt to loop back.
They spotted Fishlegs, Meatlug, and the Night- Terrors a few minutes later; Stormfly slowed, and Astrid called "Fishlegs, hurry! You need to get them into the stables; the storm is almost–"
"I know, I know…" Fishlegs called back, glancing up at the darkening clouds. "My thunder and lightning calculations are never wrong; and according to them, well, lets just say–" a flash of lightning lit the sky, "it's really, really, close!"
Ruff and Tuff joined them in the air; Tuff called, "What do you want us to do?"
"Get to the clubhouse, and don't move!" Astrid called back.
"Oh, really; and who put you in charge, exactly?" Ruff asked, gesturing at Astrid.
"We all voted Astrid 'Storm- Warden'!" Fishlegs called, reminding them.
"Well; I would like to rescind my vote … if that's the right word." Tuff announced, crossing his arms.
"Well, sorry; too late," Astrid told them. "Now get going." Stormfly shot off, heading in; the others followed.
Later; inside the clubhouse,
The sky was dark; it had started to rain, and the wind was picking up. The riders had gathered in the clubhouse; Ruff and Tuff sat with their backs to one wall, the latter holding his pet 'Chicken' in his lap.
"Did you drop off the food and water, at the stables?" Astrid asked, turning to Hiccup and Toothless, as they entered.
Hiccup nodded, "Yep; troughs are all full."
Fishlegs heaved on the chain by the door, and the heavy storm doors closed behind Hiccup and Toothless. He turned, "And the dragons are all cozy in their pens."
"Did you lock the main doors?" Astrid asked, her hands on her hips.
"Astrid, Astrid; of course. I wouldn't forget something like that," Fishlegs frowned. "Though I suppose it's possible… But I'd never… Though there's a first time for everything…"
"Argh; I'll go check…" Astrid turned, and hurried from the room.
"Astrid; wait–" Hiccup started to say; but, by then, Astrid was gone.
A few minutes later; Astrid,
Astrid caught a zip-line down from the clubhouse: letting go a few moments before the end, and turning her momentum into a roll. She rose to one knee, arms outstretched for balance, got to her feet, and jogged around to the front of the dragon- stables.
Just then, a bolt of lightning his the roof; flames crackled to life, and began to spread. Astrid pushed the doors open, her eyes widened; pieces of ceiling rained down, and the dragons in the pens were visibly agitated.
She hurried down the isle, "All right, come on you guys: We're moving to the arena, before this whole place comes down!" – The spooked dragons bolted for the exit and took to the air … flying off, in all directions.
As she was about to leave, a sound from behind made Astrid turn: Fallen debris had closed one of the doors, trapping a lone Night- Terror inside…
Stormfly squawked uneasily; Astrid raised a hand, "It's ok, girl: I'm right behind you!" Then she plunged back into the burning stable; rushing across, to the cell, and began shifting the debris. "What do you say we blow this joint, little guy?"
It took a few minutes, but the door eventually came free; Astrid and the Night- Terror fled for the entrance. Just as they reached it, a bolt of lightning slammed into the floor ahead of them; light seared Astrid's eyes, the force flung her backward, and she lost consciousness.
"Astrid!" Hiccup cried out. The moment Toothless had set down, he charged into the burning stables; knelt over Astrid, taking in the smudges of ash on her face. Then he picked her up, carried her back to Toothless, and they made for the clubhouse.
About five minutes later,
Hiccup set Astrid down, on the floor; resting her head on a pillow, as the others gathered around. "What happened; is she ok?" Fishlegs asked, anxiously.
"I don't know; we found her like this…" Hiccup informed them: glancing around the room, then back to Astrid. "The place was collapsing."
"What about my Hookfang?" Snotlout asked, urgently. "Did you see him?"
"Speaking of wayward dragons," Tuffnut cut in, "nobody happened to see one 'Barf- and- Belch'?"
"Guys; they got spooked by the storm, and took off." Hiccup informed them. "I'm sure they're fine, and they'll be back; right now, I'm worried about Astrid."
Snotlout opened his mouth to speak, but Hiccup cut him off with a raised hand.
"Hiccup…?" Astrid asked, faintly, reaching out with one hand.
"You're ok; you're ok… I'm right here." Hiccup said, reassuringly, kneeling next to Astrid.
"Where? I–I don't see you…" Astrid asked: sitting up, and looking around. "Why's it so dark in here?"
"It's … not." Hiccup told her, as the others exchanged glances.
"What are you talking about; it…it's pitch black." Astrid pushing herself to her feet; took a few steps, her hands held out in front of her. "Hiccup…Hiccup; I can't see any of you… Someone say something!"
"Uh; your … hair looks really nice?" Tuff supplied. "I mean: considering all the fire, lightning and debris."
Astrid put a hand over her face; Hiccup put his hands on her shoulders, and turned to the others. "Guys; let me talk to her…" When no one moved; he added, "Alone."
The others nodded, murmuring agreement, and filed out of the room. Hiccup guided her to over to the table, helped her sit down, and sat next to her.
When the sound of their friends' footsteps faded to silence; Astrid asked, "What is happening to me?" – Her voice shook, a little, as she said the words.
"I don't know," Hiccup admitted, "but whatever it is, I'm sure it's only temporary; you remember when Bucket lost his sight? He got it back."
"And now he wears a metal bucket on his head … permanently," Astrid pointed out.
"True," Hiccup admitted. "All I'm saying is…" he sighed, "Oh, Thor; what am I saying?"
"I know what you're trying to do…" Astrid said, emotion evident in her voice; she held out a hand, "And I appreciate it … really."
Hiccup took her hand in both of his, "Look: When there's a break in the storm, we'll fly to Berk and see Gothi … she'll be able to help you." Astrid dropped her gaze, and started to turn away. "In the meantime; Astrid; you need rest."
"No!" Astrid shook her head. "No… We have to find Stormfly: she's out there alone, all of the dragons are!"
"Don't worry about that right now…" Hiccup took her hands; led Astrid back to where he'd set her down, and helped her lay down. "Just rest."
A moment passed, in silence; then Astrid spoke, "Hiccup… Are you still there?"
"Yes…" he put a hand on her shoulder. "Yes; I'm here, Astrid."
"Will you and Toothless stay with me, a little while? Just until I fall asleep…"
"Of course," Hiccup replied; Toothless warbled agreement. "We're not going anywhere."
The following morning,
The first storm lasted through the night, clearing early the following morning. Once it had, Hiccup sent Snotlout and Fishlegs to assess the damage to the dragon- stables. Hiccup, Astrid and The Twins remained at the clubhouse: trying to determine if Astrid's condition had changed, since the previous evening.
"Guys… We can't worry about me right now; we need to find our dragons," Astrid insisted. "They're still out there somewhere, and obviously scared, or they would've come back."
"She's got a point; we need to round them up, before the next storm hits," Hiccup agreed. To Astrid he added, "Toothless and I will find Stormfly; don't you worry."
"What, and leave me here?" Astrid asked, incredulously. "I don't think so: I'm going with you."
"Sorry: not an option," Hiccup countered.
"Listen: I'm more effective blind than some riders, who shall remain nameless, who are fully- sighted." Astrid said, turning to 'look' towards Ruff and Tuff.
"Is she looking at us?" Tuff asked, turning to his sister.
"She can't see," Ruff pointed out. "Hence she can't actually 'look'; so, 'no'."
"Astrid: There is no way that you are flying in your condition," Hiccup said firmly. "I'm sorry; but, as leader, I am putting my foot down." – Astrid turned in his direction, her eyes narrowing.
Five minutes later; in the air,
Toothless rose into the air, Hiccup and Astrid sitting on his back, Hiccup leaned forward lowering his voice, "Remind me not to 'put my foot down' again." – Toothless warbled an acknowledgment.
"I can still hear you; Hiccup; but I agree." Astrid announced, managing a small smile.
A moment later, Toothless dove; Astrid started to fall backward, but Hiccup turned in the saddle; caught her, helping her back into place. "Ok; you've got to hold on tighter."
Astrid nodded and dropped her gaze, "Sorry…"
"Oh, don't apologize; obviously I'm glad you're here," Hiccup admitted. Astrid's eyes widened, a little; then she slid her arms around him, and rested her head on his shoulder.
Meanwhile; Fishlegs,
"Meatlug; here girl…" Fishlegs called, as he made his way through a stretch of forests. "I've got some nice fresh bauxite for you!" Hearing movement, off to his left, he tossed the rock aside, and hurried toward the noise. "Meatlug? Meatlug; is that you? Don't move, 'daddy's on his way!"
A few minutes later, he emerged into a clearing and found the source of the sounds; his eyes narrowed, "Oh… it's you."
'Good to see you too; Fishlegs,' Hookfang said, growling low in his throat.
"Oh; sorry, Hooky…" Fishlegs said apologetically. "I didn't mean it like that; it's just that... Well, never mind: lets just get you back to The Edge." Just then, here was a rumble of thunder, and a flash of lightning … from the next of the incoming storms. Hookfang spooked; roaring, he set himself on fire; then he vanished into the trees. Fishlegs hurried after him … at a 'safe distance'.
Ruff and Tuff,
Ruffnut lead the way through the trees; Tuff, wearing a hood that completely covered his face, staggered along behind her. "Why am I doing this, again?"
"We are now living with a blind person; Tuffnut," Ruff reminded her brother. "I think we owe it to her, to offer our services as 'seeing- eye- Vikings'."
"Got it… Wait: So who's playing Astrid?" Tuff asked.
"Can you see?" Ruff asked her brother.
"Nope, not a glimpse: total darkness over here," Tuff replied.
"Then you; my friend; are 'Astrid'," Ruff concluded. "Now: Come to the sound of my voice…" Tuff staggered toward her. "Good, good… A little faster; come on, put some muscle into it!" Tuff sped up; when he reached her, Ruff stepped aside … and let Tuff run off the edge of a drop. Chuckling, she called down after him: "Hey; you 'ok', down there?"
"Nice work, sis; I think we landed on something!" Tuff called back. – As it turned out, that 'something' … was Meatlug.
Snotlout,
"Humph; I can't believe that stupid dragon… Out here, in the middle of nowhere!" Snotlout fumed. "HOOKFANG; GET OVER HERE, NOW!" Several moments passed, then he heard movement, from somewhere nearby; he grinned, "See that, Hiccup: that's the way you handle your 'dragon- business'."
He patted his thighs; calling, "Come on, big guy… Bring it in, for the real thing–" Barf- and- Belch charged into view; trampled Snotlout, and continued on. Groaning, Snotlout got to his feet, and set off after the Zippleback.
Hiccup and Astrid,
"Stormfly!" Astrid called, as they walked. "Stormfly; here, girl… Stormfly?"
"Ok; I'm thinking that, as jittery as the dragons were, they'd want to get as far away from the storm as possible," Hiccup decided. "So if we follow this stream, toward the beach…"
"No, I know my dragon; Hiccup," Astrid said turning. "She's more worried about me then she is about herself; which means she'd be trying to find her way back toward The Edge, upstream." She pointed in the direction they'd been going, and started to run; almost immediately, she tripped over a rock and began to fall forward.
Hiccup lunged, turning her around mid-fall; Astrid landed on her back, Hiccup on top of her … their faces only a few inches apart. A moment passed, in silence; then Hiccup asked, "Are…Are you 'ok'?"
"I'm…I'm fine." Astrid replied; after a brief pause, she added, "We should … probably keep going."
"Uh, yeah… yeah; we should, get going." Hiccup got to his feet, and helped Astrid up.
Astrid cocked her head to one side; listening hard, "Can you hear that… something's coming at us!" Her face lit up; she hurried toward the sound, "It's Stormfly!"
Sure enough: Stormfly appeared, a moment later, and Astrid threw her arms around her. "There's my girl; oh, I knew you'd come back…" the dragon tensed, lifting her head into the air. "What is it, girl… what's wrong?"
She paused to listen; her eyes widened, "Hiccup: Above you!"
Hiccup spun around, and spotted the Triple- Stryke, visibly agitated, lunging toward them, from atop a rocky pillar. Hiccup lunged forward, pulling Astrid out of harms way; seconds later, the dragons' stingers passed through the air … right where they'd been standing.
Toothless and Stormfly moved between their riders and the 'rogue- dragon'; Hiccup glanced around, "Astrid: There's a rock- formation, ten paces to your left; hide behind it, you'll be safe there!"
"Hide?" Astrid turned to face him, "I'm not going to 'hide'; Stormfly!" she turned, and hurried toward where she expected to find Stormfly.
"Of course she's not going to hide; what was I thinking; she's Astrid!" Hiccup leapt onto Toothless's back, and they leapt toward the fight. Stormfly thwarted Astrid's attempt to mount, then picked her up and tossed her back … to a safe distance from the fight.
The Triple- Stryke knocked Stormfly aside, and loomed over Astrid; Toothless snatched the Viking- girl up, and deposited her behind the boulder. – "You, stay!" Hiccup told her, firmly.
"Not fair, Hiccup; so not fair!" Astrid called up, to them; Hiccup sighed, "Look, Astrid: Stormfly's here, and she's fine, but we can't focus on the fight if all we're doing is worrying about you!"
"Argh; fine … I'll hide…" Astrid reluctantly agreed, crouching down behind the boulders. "Exactly what an experienced Dragon- Rider should be doing in a time of crisis."
Knowing that Astrid was now out of harms' way, Hiccup and the dragons turned their full attention on the Triple- Stryke. Stormfly came at it from behind, while Toothless faced it from the front … a few fire-blasts, from the two dragons, and the Triple- Stryke retreated.
Hiccup dismounted; joining Astrid by the boulder, "Ok… Lets mount up, and get back to The Edge, before that thing comes back…" Astrid stood; wordlessly, eyes downcast; she made her way towards Toothless. "Uh; Astrid; that's Toothless, don't you want to ride Stormfly?"
"I think she's made it pretty clear she doesn't want me riding her…" Astrid said, the sense of hurt clear in her voice; across the clearing, Stormfly looked like she'd been slapped.
"Astrid; she was protecting you … she didn't want you in that fight, that's all." Hiccup said, coming to stand next to her. "It's… pretty cool, if you think about it."
Astrid took a few steps away from Toothless; gave a short, hollow, laugh. "I'm having a hard time finding anything 'cool' in all of this…"
Hiccup crossed the distance separating them; and took her by the arm, "Look… Obviously I can't even imagine what this must be like for you; I mean… you're Astrid: you're strong, invincible…"
"Huh; not anymore…" Astrid turned to him. "What if this is it; Hiccup; what if the rest of my life is … like this? What then?"
"Then we'll deal with it…" Hiccup told her, gripping her shoulders with both hands. "Just because you can't see doesn't mean you're helpless."
"But that's exactly how I feel…" Astrid said, her voice full of emotion.
"Astrid… You and I have been through everything, together; you don't think we can handle this?" he moved his right hand down her arm, and took her hand. "Astrid you have me; no matter what… Whatever that means, there will always be a Hiccup and Astrid … always."
Something … relaxed, in Astrid's expression; she and Hiccup leaned towards each other.
Astrid turned her head, "Did you hear that?" before he could answer, "There it is again!" This time they all heard it, and turned in the direction of the sound; a moment later, the Triple- Stryke leapt into view … atop a nearby rocky outcropping.
Stormfly and Toothless tensed ready to attack; Hiccup grinned, "Why didn't I think of it sooner?"
Astrid frowned, "Think of what sooner?"
Hiccup gave her a one-armed hug. "Earlier, you said Stormfly would be more worried about you than herself; that's the answer … instead of searching for them, we'll help them find us; tap into their protective instincts!" Astrid gave a low gasp, and he could tell she understood; he turned to their dragons, "Toothless: distress- call!"
The Night- Fury nodded, turned his head skyward, and launched a plasma- blast into the sky directly above them … a signal that would allow the other riders, and dragons, to zero- in on their position.
Across the island…
Ruff, Tuff, and Meatlug,
The Twins had spent almost half an hour trying to figure out a way to get Meatlug out of the canyon and back to The Edge. A flash of light, from somewhere above them, drew their attention skyward. "Great; now Hiccup needs help…" Tuff said, turning to Ruff. "What now?"
Before Ruff could do more than open her mouth, Meatlug; who'd also spotted the signal; snatched them up and rose into the sky.
Snotlout, Barf- and- Belch,
Snotlout had tracked The Twins' Zippleback to the beach, where the two heads of the dragon had stopped to get a drink. When he looked up, and saw the signal, his eyes narrowed. "Alright, you two; playtime in the sand is over! Snotlout, Snotlout–"
He leapt forward, misjudged the distance, and landing several feet short of the dragon; his head buried in the sand. "Ow, ow, ow…" he finished.
The Zippleback heads had, fortunately, spotted the signal; they plucked Snotlout out of the sand, and took to the sky.
Fishlegs and Hookfang,
After a few minutes, Hookfang recovered from the effect of the lightning; Fishlegs caught up moments before Toothless's signal lit up the storm clouds above them. They exchanged a look, Fishlegs clambered onto Hookfang's back, and the Monstrous- Nightmare took flight.
Hiccup, Astrid, Toothless and Stormfly,
"Hiccup; I've got an idea…" Astrid said, as the light from Toothless's plasma- blast faded, above them. "I've been listening, while you guys fought the Triple- Stryke; it makes the same sound, every time, before it attacks. If we wait for the sound; then attack, to keep it off balance…"
"We should be able to wear it down," Hiccup finished. "Good plan; lets do it!"
Meatlug and The Twins were first to arrive, about five minutes after they put Astrid's plan into action. Fishlegs and Hookfang arrived, a few minutes later; then Snotlout and Barf- and- Belch. They watched for a time; then Tuff frowned, "Hey; when did Astrid get her sight back?"
Hiccup replied, "She didn't … yet, but I may have an idea about that! You guys wait there; we've got this!"
Astrid grinned, felling a wave of warmth flow through her, then her mind processing the rest of Hiccup's words. "Wait… Hiccup; did you just say what I think you said?"
"I've got an idea," Hiccup called back, "focus on the fight; we'll talk about it after!" Astrid nodded; the Triple- Stryke made the sound again, and Stormfly launched another wave of spikes.
The rogue- dragon staggered back, and slumped to the ground; Stormfly glanced back at Astrid. 'He's down; for now…'
Astrid nodded, "Hiccup; how do you want to do this?"
"You've earned this one; Astrid; but be careful," came Hiccup's reply.
Astrid patted Stormfly's neck, "Get us in close; girl…" when her Deadly- Nadder landed, she slid to the ground; listening intently, hand raised palm- out in front of her, she approached the dragon. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she felt the dragon resting its snout against her palm … the dragon's breathing relaxed.
"Great work; Astrid," Hiccup called from somewhere nearby. "Lets get these guys inside, before the next storm hits!"
Shortly; back at the clubhouse,
"How did she do that, though?" Ruffnut asked. "She can't see a thing."
"She doesn't need to," Hiccup explained. "She's using her other senses; hearing, touch, smell … following her gut. … Just because someone can't see doesn't mean they're helpless."
"Speaking of 'seeing'…" Astrid took a deep breath; then finished her question, "about what you said, earlier; your 'idea' about…" that was as far as she could go.
Hiccup put an arm around her, "Remember the time when we faced the Armorwing; how Stormfly couldn't see, after looking into one of his fire- blasts?"
Astrid nodded, "But, Hiccup… that only lasted for a few moments; I've been like this all day…"
Hiccup squeezed her opposite shoulder, "I know; but you've also been around a lot of other bright lights, between now and then. Your eyes haven't had a chance to recover." he removed his arm from around her shoulder, and began rummaging through a supply crate.
Fishlegs frowned, "Bandages… What are you going to do with those?"
Astrid felt Hiccup's hand on her shoulder, "I'm going to wrap them over her eyes; block out all natural light. When the last of the storms clear up, we'll fly Gothi in from Berk; see what she can do…" He brushed a strand of hair out of Astrid's face, "Does that sound like a plan?"
Astrid took a deep breath, then nodded; Hiccup set to work.
The last of the storms broke later that afternoon; once it had, Snotlout left on Hookfang to get Gothi. During that time, Hiccup and Astrid never left each other's sides for more than a few minutes, and their dragons were always close by.
When night fell, the four of them stayed at the clubhouse: Astrid on the floor, head on her pillow; Hiccup sat nearby, leaning back against Toothless's foreleg.
The following day,
They'd awoken early, the following morning; even though Astrid couldn't see, she and Stormfly decided to join Hiccup and Toothless for their morning flight. Afterwards, they'd returned to the clubhouse; they visited the arena, where Fishlegs and The Twins were working to train the Triple- Stryke. After that, they returned to the clubhouse, and Astrid again dozed off. Toothless and Stormfly went outside, to watch for Hookfang's return.
About an hour after noon, Toothless reached out to Hiccup, through their bond; Hiccup placed a hand on Astrid's shoulder, and gently shook her awake. "They'll be here in a few minutes."
After listening, closely, to his account Gothi smiled, nodded; pointed to Astrid, and mimed removing the bandages. Hiccup exhaled and turned to Astrid, "Gothi says we're on the right track; she's going to remove the bandages… You ready?"
His girlfriend took a deep breath, than managed a nod; Gothi began to unravel the bandages.
At long last, Gothi lifted the final layer of cloth away from Astrid's face; Hiccup stepped forward, "Astrid; are you…" his sentence drifted off.
"Looking at you?" Astrid's voice caught, "Sure seems like it!" She shot to her feet, and threw her arms around Hiccup, who hugged her back. Then, each with an arm still around the other, they turned and took turns expressing their thanks to Gothi.
About half an hour later, Snotlout and Hookfang left to fly Gothi back to Berk.
That evening,
Hiccup and Astrid sat together, at the edge of the landing platform extending from the clubhouse; watching the sunset. They'd done this many times before, but this one seemed particularly beautiful to Astrid.
"Are you sure you're feeling 'ok'?" Hiccup asked, about half an hour in.
Astrid rolled her eyes, but couldn't quite hold back her smile. "I'm fine; Hiccup; you can stop worrying about me, now."
"Oh; I … never stop worrying about you," Hiccup shrugged, "that's just the way it is."
"Yeah, yeah; I guess that goes for me, too…" Astrid admitted; the paused, for a moment; then added, "Can I ask you something?"
"Yeah; sure," Hiccup turned to her curious.
"Back in the forest; when we were … you know…" Astrid began; Hiccup nodded, raising an eyebrow; she continued, "Were you about to…" she leaned forward, miming a kiss.
"Oh… uh; you felt that, huh?" Hiccup grinned and gave a small shrug. "Well, I might've gotten away with it."
"Well… why didn't you?" Astrid asked, turning to him, eyes glinting.
"Oh… oh," Hiccup's eyes widened, shrugged. "Well… it wasn't perfect. I figured when it happened; and yes, I've thought about it … a lot, actually; it had to be just perfect."
Astrid glanced at the sunset; then back to Hiccup, "Well; this seems pretty 'perfect' to me…"
"Yeah?" Hiccup glanced up, at the setting sun. "Yeah; I guess it does…" they leaned forward, until their lips touched; they remained there, for several heartbeats, and then separated. They held one another's gazes, moved a little closer together, and turned back to the setting sun; sitting there, together, in a comfortable silence. A short distance behind them, their dragons lay curled up, to either side of the door to the clubhouse.
To Be Continued…