Nifflers. They were EVERYWHERE. This was so not cool. Even though they were insanely adorable creatures, they were quite troublesome and now they were on the loose. Stealing things. Sarah may have been dreaming, but she did believe that she saw one steal a soda can once. But... hallucinations maybe.

The woman ran around the field, searching for her fellow colleagues. Better yet... her BOSS. He could tell her what to do. Sure enough, she found the tall guy and that blond hair standing somewhere off in the far off distance of the East Field. Sarah quickly ran on over towards where he stood, weaving around the people that were headed towards their own tents. "Chad!" she yelled out, as she made her way closer and closer.

Once she reached him, she noticed that he was also standing next to another woman. "Nifflers," was all Sarah managed to say, but she had an idea he already knew. He was the boss after all. He HAD to know.