Darkness settled over Piddhe, and the town began to settle down for the night. Everyone except Sylvie. She was sitting outside on a bench in the center of town. She was staring up at the clear starry sky. She had been sitting there for a couple of hours when she heard someone speak to her.
"What's a pretty young woman like yourself doing sitting out her all alone?" The man said.
"I'm just thinking about things." Sylvie replied.
"Do you mind if I sit with you?" He asked.
"Not at all." Sylvie said, scooting over to let him sit.
"Thank you." The man said.
"You're welcome." Sylvie said. The man dug in his black shirt and pulled out a crumpled looking cigarette and lit it. "So what brings you to Piddhe?"
"I'm just passing through, looking for some friends of mine." The man said.
"Oh, who are you looking for? Maybe I can help you." Sylvie said.
"I'm looking for two Bernardali Insurance girls that go by the name of Millie and Meryl." He said.
"They just came to town. There staying at a hotel down the street. Why are you looking for them anyway?" Sylvie asked.
"Let's just say that they are holding onto my luggage for me." The man said. "Well I best get going if I'm going to catch the before they hit the sack for the night. It was nice talking to you..."
"Sylvie," Sylvie said.
"Sylvie," The man said. Sylvie watched as he walked away before going back to looking at the night sky.
"Sylvie suddenly snapped upright and looked down the road at the retreating man's back. She smiled broadly as a single tear rolled down her cheek before she whispered the words, "There goes Wolfwood."
THE END