I came home one day about a week ago from one of my longest school days to find Mel, missing two legs and sans shell. I can only think that she was attacked, since as it turned out, she had done a surface molt... she'd been playing on this giant hut ever since I put it in, and apparently, like a kid on a trip... "I don't have to molt, I don't have to molt... OH I HAVE TO MOLT RIGHT NOW!" She molted right beside the hut. Not even inside of it, where she might have had some protection from the rest of the crew. I feel really bad... I wish she had just waited a couple more hours! I had checked on them that morning, she was climbing with everyone else! And I just know that she was screaming for her mum but I wasn't there to save her. I'm sorry, Mel. I would have much rather been with you than at class. At least you had lots of fun before you went. Love you, sweetie.