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Yumi is my only chance to take vengeance on his father for my brother’s death.

Scene 5.

Daytime. Wasteland.

Yumi, Titmouse, little mice.

Yumi. How terrifying. Mom. It is so terrifying to be alone.

Yin. Yumi, don’t you cry.

Yang. Don’t you cry, Yumi.

Yumi. Bad people took my mom away.

Yin. They are Khorkov and Corkscrew. From the animal tormentor gang.

Yang. I recognized them at once as well.

Yumi. Where are you, mommy?

The titmouse comes flying.

Titmouse. They took your mother to the animal control center.

Yin. My, my!

Yang. Yes, Greta got the short straw.

Titmouse. It’s a spine-chilling place. No one has ever returned from there alive.

Yin. Stop scaring him.

Yumi. It’s my fault.

Yang. There is no telling, Yumi.

Yumi. I didn’t obey my mom. I left the yard and we got into trouble.

Titmouse. When it’s done, it’s done.

Yumi. What am I supposed to do? Where am I supposed to go?

Titmouse. Crying will not mend matters.

Yang.

The little mice, Titmouse and Yumi bring all their weight to bear on the stone, try to budge it and clear the entrance to Yumi’s home.

Yin. Oh.

Yang. It’s heavy.

Titmouse. We will never be able to budge it.

Yumi. I have no home any longer. And I have no mother.

Titmouse. Stop crying.

Yang. We can’t give up for nothing!

Yin. We will work it out somehow, Yumi.

Yang. I have an idea!

Titmouse. Go ahead, little mouse.

Yang. We should tunnel our way.

Yin. Tunnel our way! That is a great idea.

Yumi. What is a tunnel?

Yang. Let me show you.

Yang digs up the ground under the stone, Yin helps him, and then Yumi joins them too.

Yumi. It’s no go.

Yin. Yes, what an upset.

Titmouse. The reason is that the ground is all frozen and hard in winter.

Yumi. What are we supposed to do now?

Toy comes in, the little mice run a safe distance off, the titmouse flies to the thickets of bushes.

Yumi. So… They took my mom. I was left alone on the street.

Toy. You are not alone, Yumi. You have friends.

Yumi. Friends?

Toy (to the little mice). Hey, tadpoles! Come here.

The little mice come a little bit closer.

Yumi. Yin, Yang, don’t be afraid. It’s Toy. He knows where meat nuts grow.

The mice come even closer. The titmouse flies up to them.

Toy. Don’t be afraid. A soldier will never hurt a child.

Yang.