Ten minutes, and an episode of embarrassing silence later, they both were lying flat on their stomaches, hiding inside a bush. Jamie had observed the building and the sorrounding carefully and had come to the conclusion, which on of the glass fronts must´ve been the entrance.

A path lead from the outskirts of the forrest to that exact window. So she had adviced Laelole to hide in the thick shrubbery surrounding the road with her, and that was were they still were.

Jamies Plan was easy. As soon as someone would leave the white house, they would carefully start to follow them. Once they would be out of sight of the human construct, they would capture them, question them about the building and what they had to expect. Then Laelole could take the strangers shoes, and hopefully some kind of hat for his ears.

They would bind them and leave them where they would easily be found, but also only found once they were far from the crimescenne.

Jamie looked up at the sky, where two crows circeled beneath the clouds and took turns in letting out unpleasent screeches. Somewhere close to here, an animal must´ve come to it´s end, and they were calling their friends to the feast.

Suddenly, the strange door opened with a hiss and a young pair of lovers left, cheerfully holding hands. Their flamboyent and unpractical clothes suprised Jamie.

She imagened them in her little village and sighed as quietly as possilbe. The woman, that couldn´t stop giggling and hopping around her counterpart wore a towerlike, grey hat that seemingly could fall off her head every other move she made. At the sides off her hat, two garishly coloured clothes made their way down to her hips, were they, bound together, built a very short skirt.

Amused, Jamie tried to make out some kind of underwear, but the clothes that swayed back and forth in the little breeze were the only thing she was wearing besides her ridicious hat and a pair of shoes.

The man suprised her even more, tough. His Clothes were very similar to Laelole´s, only that he wore a thick shirt under his west, and his pants were, if that was possible, much shorter than the forrest ghosts.

Both of their graments could have been used as alarm signals, so dashing was their colour.

Only their shoes looked normal and unpretetious.

Laelole patted her back slightly, and told her with a few gestures, that it was time to get up and slowly follow them.

And that was right, too.

But just in that moment, that they decided to carry out their plan, and the pair should have entered the forrest, they simply dissabeared.

Disbelieving, Jamie starred at the point in the distance, were the two had apparently vanished into thin air. She took a quick glance around her, then jumped up and ran towards the end of the path.

Only now she realized that the little road didn´t lead into the forrest. It ended with an array of coloured stones, just at the beginning of the green. An ice cold shiver went down Jamie´s spine, and while she heard Laelole coming closer behind her, she grapped all the courage she had left and passed the little wall of stones.

A Ray of black and white, seneseless pictures ghosted through her head, and her head hurt again, as though memories were whirled up by the sensation. She closed her eyes quickly and waited for the pain to dissapear.

When she finally dared to open them again, she was too stunned to even make a sound. What she was seeing before her was impossible, absolutely impossible.