Precursor to a Minor Crisis

It was soon dawn as Inala returned home and slumped on his bed, resting. He had been constantly busy with a lot of things, oftentimes to the extent he had to forgo sleep.

'I just want to cultivate and roam Sumatra in peace.' He thought and closed his eyes, falling asleep immediately. Unfortunately for him, an Empyrean Zinger Scout arrived beside his bed in its miniature form, exiting from a tunnel entrance nearby.

It opened its mouth and let out a short screech. Inala's eyes shot open in response, slightly red. "Is that true?"

"Keek!" The Empyrean Zinger Scout said in response and retreated into the tunnel, closing the entrance behind it.

Inala sat up straight, frowning in thought, "Something's about to happen."