Something, a webseries

Ed was up by sunrise as he couldn't sleep any longer, he had twisted and turned all night for no apparent reason, other than the fact that the humidity was unbearable, having gotten so used to South African weather as one might expect from living there for most of your life.             He had passed most of the time by going through doing some research and random web surfing that Safu had been sure to have ready for his use even before they had landed. By six, he had decided on preparing breakfast, though it was nowhere as fancy as the meals they had received while in Elizabeth's care.             "Morning," Elizabeth said as she pulled the robe off that she had probably just put on, forgetting that the humidity would strike her as soon as she got up and left the ventilated bedroom.             "Morning! Sit down,"...

            Ian was in the kitchen, staring at his phone. He had received a message from Ed just after he awoke. It didn’t say much, just that he was save, hunting down his own leads to find Aaliyah and that Ian shouldn’t trust the Oracle. Not that he needed to be told.             JR came stalking down the stairs as the news came on.   “Goeie more en welkom by die nuus om seve,” said the news anchor in Afrikaans.   “Hell,” said JR, “I still can’t believe he’s still doing the news,”   “I can’t believe he’s still on TV, although they moved him to the morning news,”   “He still looks the same, though,”   “Yeah, which is scary,”   “Where’s Danny?” asked JR as he poured himself a cup of coffee.   “Left early for work, she’s on call again tonight,”   “So it’s just gonna be the two of us? Hell yes, then we can catch up on ...