Count Olaf made his way through the crowd looking at the wreckage. When he spotted the Baudelaires he smiled. "I knew it! The three Baudelaire murderers are responsible! They blew up this building causing hundreds of deaths!" There was a murmur amongst the crowd. Violet picked out fraises like, "Aren't the Baudelaires the ones responsible for that man Count Omar's death?" and, "See Marty! I told you those three looked suspicious!" Klaus picked out fraises like, "I read about them in the daily Punctilio, wow, they look different in real life." And "I hear that they also killed the Capitan of that on submarine." Sunny picked out fraises like, "My, that baby has sharp fangs" And, "I sure wouldn't like that infant to bite me!" Violet stepped forward. "We're not murderers! Count Omar- I mean Olaf is standing right there! He's not dead!" Klaus ran to his sister's side. "The Daily Punctilio lied! We didn't murder anyone, especially not Capitan Widdershins!" Sunny stumbled over to her siblings. "Fangbit!" She cried, meaning, "And I'm not going to bite anyone!" Count Olaf raised his hand. "Silence murderers! You will be taken to jail, and locked up!"
Violet looked at the notebook in her hand and looked around. Her eyes wandered off because she saw the trees. The trees from the Forgon Forest glistened, snow blanketing the tops. She looked to her siblings then to Count Olaf. "Klaus, when I say go, run with me." Klaus's eyes widened. "But Violet, the town will catch us! We're not fast enough!" Violet picked up Sunny and glared at her brother. "We don't have time to argue... just follow me" She gabbed hold of his wrist and ran toward the trees.
As Klaus said, the crowed ran after them, still assuming they were murderers, but the Baudelaires had spent almost a year now running, so they were quite fast. Violet lead her brother out of the town and toward the forest, her feet crunching in the snow. Night slowly began to fall, but the children didn't stop running. The forest grew thick, and the children found it harder to run in, but Violet refused to let anyone stop, until she keeled over letting Klaus go, and setting Sunny on a large rock. Klaus breathed in heavily, heart thudding in his chest. "I think- we- lost em..." he said panting, climbing up on the rock Sunny sat on. Violet climbed up on the rock with her siblings.
"The night and forest will provide cover for us. But first thing in the morning, we're running again." She turned to her brother and looked confused. He was staring off into the distance, not moving, not blinking, fear jolting in his eyes. "Klaus, are you okay?" She asked him, but he didn't reply, he just kept staring. Violet looked for what Klaus was looking at then she saw it! A shadowed figure lying under the trees. She couldn't tell what it was; the night was to dark, so she asked her brother. He grabbed hold of her wrist. "It's an exiled wolf... a rouge wolf. Their aggressive and can kill, so I advise we don't move..."