'Viola, are you busy right now?' Delic asks through the mind link.
Setting down the tray of meat for today's lunch on the table, I answer, 'Not yet, but I was about to start helping make lunch. Why?'
'We need you to try and conjure up an short snow storm. Just long enough so that it can create some confusion for the search team. Two or three minutes should be fine. Can you do it?'
'I mean I can try, but I've never caused a snow storm on purpose before.'
'I know that you can do it. It's all about imagination. Imagine a snow storm blowing over us, and it should be enough to create one. Spread it as far as you can without hurting yourself too much and take your time.'
'Okay, I'll try.'
Imagine. Imagine. Ima- oh! wait... I should probably get the volunteers inside since I can't tell how bad of a snow storm that I might create. They might not be able to last outside. I should probably get everyone else inside their tents as well.
