Kitty
dropped down from the rafters and onto the floor; like a cat she
landed daintily on her feet. Her eyes scanning around her, mind
making mental notes on what was where. She had heard tales of what
happened to those who dared break into Severin's shoppe, but she
wanted to see for herself. Experience it firsthand.
The
sound of windchimes continued to play though there was no breeze in
this stale shoppe. The smells of grease, metal, and oils were pungent
as ever. Before she proceeded she crouched down to the floor and her
hand lightly touched the area before her. She smiled then; it was
going to be much trickier than she had thought.
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