Chapter Seven: Wormlike Wildlife

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She walks out the door in the kitchen and into the same strange world. "Barbara!", called Adam. "Adam! Adam, help. I'm getting all yellow!", Barbara screamed. Then, a sandworm appears in front of Barbara. They run away from the sandworm and back into the house. "We're trapped in this house with those people", said Barbara.

    Later that night, the Deetz family are having Cantonese for dinner. "I can't believe we're eating Cantonese", said Delia. "Is there no Szechuan up here?" "I plan to have a stroke from the amount of MSG that's in this food", said Lydia. "This is our first meal in this house, so let's try to make it a pleasant one", said Delia. "Don't bait your mother, pumpkin", said Charles. "When we get settled, we'll build you a darkroom in the basement." "My whole life is a darkroom. One, big, dark, room", said Lydia. "You were miserable in New York City, and now you're going to be miserable out here in the sticks", said Delia. "At least someone's life hasn't been upheaved." "I'm happy here", said Charles. "Those people in New York don't know what they're missing." "We could become the Summer Art Center of New York", said Delia. "I could start sculpting again. I'm only truly happy when I'm sculpting." "That's a very good idea", said Charles as he clears his throat. "That'll be very time-consuming."

    "First the house. Otho and I have great plans", said Delia. "I think we should keep it the way it is", said Lydia. "Good idea", said Charles. "The furniture truck is coming. We must decide what goes and what stays." "Everything goes, along with whatever's in the attic", said Delia. The Maitlands overhear the conversation (eavesdropping from the kitchen), and they're understandably worried.

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