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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.