49 - 28 - Warehouse Wall

We swooped over shelves. Around beams. Ax and Marco bounded along below, the backpack bouncing against Ax's shoulders. It looked almost empty, except for something square, and heavy at the bottom. The morphing cube.

<It's about time.> Rachel, still in elephant morph, was waiting at the front of the warehouse. An elephant-sized hole had been ripped through the wall behind her.

<Sorry I couldn't help you back there,> she said. <I couldn't squeeze through all those shelves. Seems I've gained a little weight.>