Stay clear of the closing doors...to your hideout!

What do ya know? ...The Metro closes at midnight. (Thanks, public transportation dudes.) We did, however, find an alternative hideout in a cool little tree house, located in a nearby ritzy suburb. If this is the TREE HOUSE, I wonder what the inside of the HOUSE, HOUSE looks like! This thing is uber-sweet.

Scoring this place wasn't easy. It's not like there's a realtor for bird kid temporary housing we could call. We had to crisscross all over the map until we spotted it overhead.

300 miles in 12 hours isn't something I ever want to go through again, especially when I'm forced to carry Nudge's sleeping body for the last leg of it. Not cool.

I sound like an old man, but I need a nap.

-Fang.