The Merman, My Man
I felt anxious because of the current situation, but when I recalled that I had enough food and water and that I shouldn’t cause trouble for others, I steeled myself and said, “Alright, please be careful, everyone. I will wait here for your return.”
“Okay,” said Laura, “the communicator you’re using can still be used to contact us over the next few days. If you have any problems, just…”
Before she could finish, only the sound of static could be heard from the communicator as the signal grew weaker and weaker. I tried calling her several times, but the line was already dead.
I assumed that the brewing storm must have messed up the signals. Perhaps it would work again after the storm was over