Mercuria's Journal: CONCLUSION TO CONVERGENCE, part 4

Next (longish panel): first 1/3:Torg is sitting on an overturned desk back to Riff, staring with his head in one hand at the now fully formed and solidified cocoon. Next 1/3: Riff's head is turned toward his right hip as the radio in his coat fizzes to life (last 1/3 is speech bubbles):
        RADIO:Riff! Riff! This is Sasha, I hope we haven't caught you at a bad time!
        RIFF: Go ahead.
Next: Riff holding the radio up to his face.
        RADIO: I just wanted to let you know we've found our getaway vehicle. It's one of Hereti's surveillance vans, I think.
        RIFF: That was fast.
Next: Sasha in a van similar to those we've seen before (e.g. Fire and Rain) speaking into another handset. Bert is on the floor, perhaps with the words "oh, crotch" drifting above his head, squiggly to indicate pain. Gwynn is in profile, kneeling by him. Schlock has his back to the action, apparently studying the surveillance equipment.
        SASHA: Yeah, Gwynn told us where there was a building next to her parking lot labeled "NOT WHERE SURVAILLENCE VANS ARE KEPT" and we went straight over and broke in. They were surprisingly easy to hotwire.
        RADIO: I take it everyone is fine then?
        Sasha: Well, Schlock was ok once we got him moving, but Bert is going to need medical attention. He broke several bones when he hit that wall. Hey, I suppose I should get these Hereti Corp logos covered so we can get Oasis in here without her going ballistic, huh?

Next panel, similar to last riff&torg panel, Riff looking at Torg looking at the cocoon:
        Riff: I don't think that's going to be so much of a problem any more.

END OF CONVERGENCE