Ludwig

KNICK ENDED UP WALKING THROUGH THE STREETS WITH A SMOL SITTING ON HER HEAD. SHE COULD BARELY LOOK AROUND WITHOUT RISKING DROPPING THE TINY FRIEND, BUT CONTINUED HER SEARCH REGARDLESS. SLOWLY, SHE RECOGNIZES THERE IS A NICE SMELL IN THE AIR. ONCE THE SMELL BECAME PROMINENT ENOUGH, SHE REALIZED IT WAS A BAKERY- AND HER AND THE SMOL SWISHED OVER TO THE LEFT TO LOOK AT THE BUILDING BESIDE THEM. THE SIGN READ OPEN, BUT IT WAS GETTING DARKER OUTSIDE BY THE MINUTE AND THE ONLY LIGHT SOURCE INSIDE WAS A SMALL CANDLE LIGHT. CONFUSED, KNICK OPENS THE DOOR AND CALLS SOFTLY, BUT THERE'S NO REPLY. SHE WALKS IN TENTATIVELY. THE CANDLE GROWS CLOSER, BUT THEN- THEN- IT DISAPPEARS. THE SMOL ON KNICK'S HEAD HISSES. SHE BACKPEDALS, AND THE FIRELIGHT GLOWED BEHIND THE NEW BARRIER- ANOTHER SMOL. 1C LEAPS DOWN AND CHASES KNICK OUT OF THE BUILDING. IT IS NOW WO'S TURN.