A/N: Shorter update than the last 2, but not a lot happened in this episode. Also, I work regularly, so expect a few gaps in updates as I try to write goo quick as possible. I believe in quality, not quantity. But I'll do my best to get up to a good pace.

Chapter 3: White Out

It was a day's journey to the farm that Anna knew of before we could get there. We stayed at the inn off the shore the night we arrived, and left at dawn. Anna and I discussed some of the other things on my mind as we walked across the field.

"So these 'Pieces of Eden'. Have I seen any of them?" She asked.

I fully intended on telling Anna everything on our secret war with the Templars one day. The Pieces of Eden, however dangerous they were, were part of the story, so it only seemed reasonable that I tell her of them.

"Not many. There are hundreds scattered across the realms. We hold one that helps us travel the realms with it's properties. There's tales of a wizard who holds a Dagger with powers not dissimilar to a Piece. As for me, I held one. Once."

"What was it like?" Anna asked.

"Strange. I could hear voices coming from within. They tell us of many things. What has been, what is, and what will be. Instructions to build things, too. The Hidden Blades were designed by someone from the early Order who held an Apple. They say that he went mad when he looked at the Apple too hard, and the Blades are based on a design he drew when he was in our cells."

Anna shivered. "It's a strange world we live in. Talks of Templars and magic Apples and a secret war. But we're winning now, right?"

I shook my head. "No one's ever sure. In Arendelle, we have won already. But the Templars always believe that even after checkmate is declared, they can still win."

"Hans." Anna said, curtly.

I nodded. "My spies have been keeping a watchful eye on the Southern Isles. Ever since he was pardoned by his brothers, the Templars have been restless. So far five of his brothers are already initiated, and of those five, three of them joined within the last year and, only four are left. Hans is hoping to be a possible replacement."

Anna shivered again, which was funny considering she was bundled up much too heavily for this kind of weather. While I wore my typical Assassin hood along with all my weapons, she was wearing her winter cloak, mitts, and hat.

My hood was something that changed as I did. When my last one was burned by the Templars after I was captured a year ago, Anna wanted to give some ideas for a new one. It was still white, with hints of green, like how Connor Kenway had hints of blue on his hood. My new one also had the traditional Rosemaling designs of Arendelle, but with a personal touch to it, to make it still look intimidating enough to work with my hood.

I chuckled a bit, still amazed at Anna's sensitivity to the cold as we approached the farmhouse. Maybe some part of her never truly recovered from her frozen heart.

"Here we go." Said Anna as we passed the sheep pen.

I looked around. "Yeah, this is definitely one of Kristoff's friends."

Anna laughed. "What makes you so sure? Your Sight?"

"No. All I'm saying is that there's a certain kind of place you'd find my friends. Same story with people like Kristoff. He knows people in this kind of life."

Anna nodded as she went up to the door. She knocked on it fairly softly.

A man answered the door. He had long scraggly hair and old peasant clothing. This man was practically shouting "Hey! I know Kristoff!"

I had nothing against Kristoff. In fact, I was happy for both him and Anna for finding each other. He would make an amazing husband for her. But there was just a type that he had with friends, family, and who he was.

"Hello?" Said the man. "Can I help you?"

"I hope so." Said Anna. "Are you David?"

He nodded suspiciously. "Yes." He glanced over at me in my hood. "Yes, I am."

David stepped outside while Anna explained. "So I got your name from an old friend of yours." She said. "From Arendelle."

"Arendelle?" Said David, in a pleasantly surprised tone. "You know Kristoff?"

Anna looked confused. "How do you know it's Kristoff?"

David returned the confusion as I watched them talk back and forth. "Uh, he's the only person from Arendelle I know."

Anna looked deep in thought. "Okay. He didn't tell me that." Then she put her foot in her mouth for the seven hundredth time that week alone: "Hard to be on a secret mission when you don't have all the facts."

I coughed hard, trying not to freak out. I usually have a cover story ready for missions like this, but since Anna planned this quest, I assumed she had thought of her own story. It was clear she needed training elsewhere than swordplay.

"What's the mission?" Said David.

"Well, I just told you: it's secret."

Time for my help. "Look, mate." I said to David. "Bottom line is that Kristoff told us that we can trust you."

"Just not with the mission." Put in Anna.

I noticed David look at Anna's hands while she spoke. He shrugged, playing along. "Okay. What are your names?"

I didn't miss a beat. "Connor." I replied.

Anna took a second before deciding her alias right on the spot. Lying was another thing she needed to have better practice in. "Joan." She said.

I smirked. Hang in there, Joan.

David also smirked. At both of us. "Those aren't your names."

I nodded, still smiling. "Clever man. That's good you were able to see through my lie."

Anna explained. "We had to give false names. It's for your safety."

David winced. "Are you wanted?"

Anna shook her head, but I laughed. "Of course I am! In seven different kingdoms!"

Anna slapped me lightly on the shoulder. "He's kidding." She laughed, then glared at me. "You're kidding." She turned back to David. "Lemme try to be clear here: secret mission, your safety."

Anna then shook her head in exasperation. "Let me start over: My name is Joan, that's my brother Connor. Can we sleep in your barn?"

David smiled. "Sure, Joan." He said sarcastically. "Anything for Kristoff's fiancé."

"Ring." I coughed loudly. I howled with laughter while Anna looked horrified when she looked at the ring on her finger. She forgot to put it away.

David waved it off. "Congratulations. I guess I'll find out your names at the wedding. Barn's out back, so you can just..."

David looked over behind us, trailing off. Someone was coming. A carriage drawn by horses, flanked by two men, also on horses. I saw who looked like a ditsy princess sitting in the carriage.

"Who's that?" Said Anna.

I heard stories, but I wasn't sure if that was the so called warlord. She didn't look menacing enough. I expected someone wearing a sheepskin over her shoulders and carrying a sword along with the other weapon in her hands.

"That is someone you don't want to mess with." Said David. "They call her Bo

Peep."

Those people who wrote nursery rhymes in the Land Without Magic really needed to get their facts straight, because she was way off from what I heard of her there.

While David walked up to the carriage as Bo Peep got out, I saw an older woman come out of the farmhouse, who I assumed was David's mother.

Bo Peep sneered as she walked up to David and his mother. "'Would you like a cup of tea, Bo Peep?'" She mocked in the stupidest sounding accent I had ever heard. "'Ow 'bout a cookie, Bo Peep?'" I had an accent that sounded a hell of a lot more believable than she did.

She held a large flowered crook close to her. When she approached, my Sight went off like fireworks at the powerful magic attached to it. It wasn't a Piece, but one thing was certain if she used that kind of magic I was seeing: Templar.

"'Oo's that?" She said, glancing at Anna.

Anna stood firm. "My name is Joan."

"Oh." Said Bo Peep. "Adorable. What 'bout the Assassin?"

I glared at her under my hood. How dare she address me like that, no matter what kind of fear she instilled. David and Ruth stared at me in a manner similar to how people stared at Elsa when she first let her powers get out of control. Some people just didn't like my kind. "Connor." I said, angrily to Bo Peep.

"Right." She said. "Connor." She repeated in a mocking tone.

Then she looked at Ruth and David. "You know what I'm 'ere for: my payment."

"Your extortion." David muttered under his breath.

Peep heard him. "Call it what you like." She said. "But you and your flock are only safe if you pay me what's due."

David looked down into the dirt while Anna glared up at Peep. I could take the shot right here and now with anything on me, be it my flintlock, or the new Rope Blade I had been outfitted with. But that magic from the crook was bothering me. It was powerful, but what could it do?

"It's been a slow month." Said David.

"How bout this." Said Peep. "You just figure out how to pay me what you owe me by tomorrow. At noon."

David, after glancing at his mother, shook his head. "You gotta give us more time."

Peep smirked. "I don't give anything." She said like a typical Templar. "But perhaps if you hand me your steed," she gestured to a hazel colored horse by the sheep pen. "I'll allow another day."

David kept shaking his head, but not acting as he should have. If this was my fight, I would have taken Peep down already. How could she make such an offer to take a valuable procession, and only give a day for them? It pissed me off at seeing those kinds of Templars strutting about like peacocks. I started to step forwards, but Anna grabbed my hand, and shook her head. "Don't." She murmured. "Not yet."

"No deal." Said David. "That horse never leaves my side."

"Then tomorrow, when I come back, if there's no payment," said Peep. "You keep the horse, and I take your farm!"

She slammed her crook down onto the ground. I felt it shake with the magic. It worked like an Apple, I could tell, but it wasn't made by Those Who Came Before.

"You can work off your debts as my slaves!" She sneered.

That was it. "You bloody Templar!" I cried out. "How can you even live with yourself as a slave driver?!"

Peep smirked at me. "Easy there, Assassin. The Father of Understanding guides me." She waved her hand at me, showing off her ring. Full Templar, as I suspected. "What good can your Creed do you now? You gonna kill me right here and now?"

"I'm considering it!" I said, turning the symbol on my blade. Anna grabbed my arm. I glanced at her, and she shook her head.

David tried to talk to his mother as I yelled at Peep. "Let's go." He murmured. "We can leave this place and start over."

Peep heard David, and jerked her crook. David and Ruth fell backwards onto the ground. Anna and I scowled as Peep's horsemen snickered at them.

"You can't go anywhere!" Said Peep. "You're branded now."

She pointed to her crook. "This stick is what helps me find my sheep, and now you're part of my flock. If you don't like it, pay me what you owe me, or this farm, and your lives, are mine!"

She turned towards her carriage and started away, with me yelling out every damning word I could think of at her.

Later, I helped Ruth out as she rested in bed.

"Are you alright, ma'am?" I asked as I poured her some tea.

Ruth smiled and nodded. "Thank you, young man. It's Connor, right?"

I nodded.

Ruth smiled. "It warms my heart when I see acts of kindness like this. To see someone like you stop to help one like me. It reassures me that there is still good in this world."

I nodded. "It's the honorable thing to do. I am taught to help those in need from people like that she-devil."

"She called you an assassin." She said. "Are you here to kill anybody?"

I held a cloth to her head. "Shh." I said. "No, that's a common misconception that the Templars enforce. I'm an Assassin, but not like most believe. I am part of an order of men and women that fight against people like her. For the freedom of all. She saw my hood and recognized it. It identifies me as part of the Order."

Ruth nodded weakly. "We could use help from someone like you."

I shook my head. "This is not my fight. It's your son's. Joan made that perfectly clear to me, no matter how much I want to hurt her as she has hurt you and your son. Injustice can't be fought by one individual, no matter what people may think. To truly succeed, everyone must fight for what they believe in, and not let someone else fight their battles."

As I walked out of the farm, I saw Anna in the middle of a conversation with David. She spoke up with one of her many sayings.

"If you know you're going to win, it's not a fight. If it's impossible, then you have to fight to achieve it."

David sighed as he threw feed into the pen. "Spoken like a naive young girl."

I scowled. "Hey! That young naive girl is my sister!"

David looked up in surprise at my sudden appearance as Anna kept ranting.

"Right! I am a young girl, and I'm missing my own wedding to go to a strange land to track down-"

"*cough cough*" this time I coughed a lung into my arm. Anna remembered just in time.

"-some secret mission things!" Continued Anna. "You're a great big road man who doesn't even need to leave his own home to tackle some random bully!"

David scoffed. "I am a shepherd, Joan. Sure, if someone picks a fight with me in a tavern, I can hold my own. This is a warlord with a private army. What good are my fists against that?"

Anna said it as I thought it. "Maybe try a sword!"

David laughed as he pitched hay into the pen. "I don't know what Arendelle is like, but here in the Enchanted Forest, most farmers don't do a lot of sword fighting."

"Well if it's help with a sword you need, I can do that!" Said Anna.

David kept scoffing at every suggestion Anna laid out. I was glad we didn't have guys like him in the Order. Peep and her allies would be controlling every farm in the land if we did.

"Kristoff show you that?" Said David. "Because using an ice pick to shave cubes for cold beverages-"

"No, David. It was me!" I said. "I'm one of Arendelle's most fearless Assassins, and Joan is my best student as well as my sister. We both can teach you!"

Anna nodded. "Exactly!" Then she said another one of her best lines: "You can always give up tomorrow."

David sighed, then nodded. "Let me finish with the sheep, then we can start."

Anna and I started back towards the house as David returned to work. Anna then perked up. "I'm really your best student?" She said, eagerly.

I smirked. "You're my only student, as well as my sister, Anna. Of course you are."

I lent David one of my swords to practice with Anna. Despite them being one of the best made by Kief in partnership with a friend of his in Corona, I wasn't worried with it in the hands of David. I sat on top of the house as he and Anna banged away at each other. I had dueled him a few minutes ago, and easily bested him.

I then noticed something wrong with David's form: he had his right side facing Anna while he held his sword in the same hand. I whistled, and Anna picked up on it, correcting it.

"Why is he up there?" Asked David.

"He did the same for me when he taught me. If he sees how one fights from above, it gives him a better understanding of what they should do."

Anna got ready for another quick spar, and David followed suit. He swiped at her and she somersaulted underneath before hitting him with the wide end of the blade. David fell against the door as I jumped down from the roof.

"Doing good." I said. "Let's go again."

David shook his head. "No. No more. I'm sorry, but if I can't beat either of you, how can I beat her army?"

Anna looked down at David. "Wow, you really like to give up."

David shook his head. "Look, I know you think you know more, but I have my experience too. I know about battles that can't be won. And right now the best hope for me, and more importantly, my mother, is survival."

I smirked. "What do you know, Joan. You were wrong. He really really likes to give up."

David stood up. "I like to survive."

"But it isn't living!" Said Anna.

"It's actually the definition of living."

"Yeah, if we're reading a dictionary, shepherd." I spat back. "What this is is pathetic and foolish."

Anna glanced at me. "Let me, Connor."

She approached David. "I went through the same thing with my sister. Scary things happened, and she did what you're doing; she hid. But the way she hid was by running away. She thought that was the solution to her problem but it wasn't. She needed a push, like you, to see that surviving isn't living."

David scoffed. "And you gave her that push?"

Anna stared hard at him. "I almost died doing it, but yeah, I did."

"You become Peep's slave?" I said. "That's the same thing as running away."

David shook his head and started walking away. "I'll lose everything if we fight."

"You'll lose more if you don't!" Replied Anna.

"Let me be the judge of what loss I can take!"

Some people lost their hope a long time ago when the Templars took it from them. But for someone to fight that possibility of returning freedom, and embracing a life in chains was what truly pushed me over the edge. To accept the Templars' presence, and let them do things like that to them was what I could never stand for.

"Stop being so stubborn, shepherd!" I snapped. "You know nothing of loss! You're just afraid of it!"

David turned to me. "Oh, you don't think I know loss?"

"Damn it, if you did you wouldn't act this way!"

"Loss is exactly why I'm acting this way."

Anna shook her head. "I think it's cowardice."

I glanced at Anna, nodding. She sure had teeth when she wanted to. But she regretted those words as soon as she spoke them.

"I mean...well yeah. I mean that." She said, solemnly.

David stared, then started his story of loss. "When I was six years old, I woke up one morning hearing my mother and father go at it. They fought a lot. Usually over the same thing: His drinking."

I had heard stories like this many times. And they only ended one way. David said how his father tried hard, fighting his battles with the bottle. Hell, Matthew had one of those phases when he had his guilt years.

"But this morning it was different. He wasn't yelling, he was crying. And he spoke to my mother. Words I will never forget: 'I will beat this'. He said 'I have to be better for the boy. I have to stop.' And he promised he would."

I admitted later I was wrong: David knew loss just like the rest of us. I lost my mother to a shipwreck and my father got his head given back to the Assassins, impaled on a spike by Agdar.

"Every few months we needed supplies. It was a two week journey that usually turned into a two week bender." David continued, sitting down. I sat beside him, but Anna stayed standing. "But he said he was leaving and he wouldn't touch a drop and in two weeks he would be back home. Himself again. Her husband, my father. We'd be a family"

Anna smiled. I gave off the slightest smirk, even though I knew the end. I knew the father was gone the second we stepped on the farm. Dead, or abandoned the family was my guess.

"My mother kept it a secret but I knew. Every morning for two weeks I woke with a smile on my face knowing my father would be back. So, on the fourteenth day, I arose and heard a knock at the door, and I opened it ready to hug my father."

What David said next made the smile from Anna's face vanish like a flash of lightning. "I was greeted by the local constable."

"Yeah, my father fought his battle. And for thirteen days he won. But on the fourteenth day, he spent his last night in a tavern, and they found his body in the wreckage of our cart. At the bottom of a ravine."

He stood up. "Some battles can't be won. Some forces are too strong."

Anna spoke up. "You had a lousy father-I mean, he was weak-I mean, you are not. You are strong."

"You don't know that!" Said David. "Both of you!"

"No." I said. "But I know that even the weakest souls have fought for what's right, and have won greatly over evil. Some of those souls I'm proud to call brothers at arms."

"I hope you're strong." Said Anna. "Look, we just need a night here before we continue on the journey. But Connor and I can stay here and help if you want. We can meet back here in the morning and we can continue training."

I nodded. "We both will be here for you, shepherd. But if you don't want us, then we'll just be on our way. Let's go, Joan."

We started back to the farm, defeated for the day.

Bo Peep wasn't sitting on her arse while we trained. That night was one of the rare ones where I actually slept. But I woke to my Sight going off very early the next morning.

"Anna." I murmured. "Wake up."

Anna's eyes snapped open as I glanced out the window of the barn. The sun hadn't come up yet, but the sky was firstly light. Just through the window, I thought I saw two people walk to the door.

I held up one finger to my mouth as Anna stood up. Then two fingers pointed to the door.

"Two outside." I meant to say.

Anna nodded as I raised my hood, and extended my blades. The barn door slowly creaked open as the intruders entered.

"They should be here." Said one of the men. "The Mistress wants them both alive. Be careful about the hooded one, though."

I ducked behind a bale of hay as the two soldiers crept in. Anna had climbed up into the hay loft, with a clear view of me, but out of the sight of the men. I gestured at her to drop down and take one out in the back. My chance had come to test the Rope Blade. I turned the symbol one click.

Like a lion, I jumped out at the prey obliviously coming towards me. I flicked my wrist. With my experience with the Phantom Blade, my aim was only a little off. But I still hit my target where I wanted: right in his eye. I flicked my wrist again, retracting my blade just as Anna slit the other guy's throat. She did it, but not with dry eyes.

I nodded. "Not easy, is it?"

Anna nodded. "I don't know how you can do it, Asgeir." She swallowed.

I nodded. "Later. There could be more. Let's go."

We both headed for the door, but in that split second, raised out hands at the sight that stood before us.

"'allo sweeties." Sneered Peep. She had a firing line of at least seven guards with their rifles trained on us. I raised my hands to surrender, while giving the finger on each hand to them.

"Looks like you both are mine." Said Peep as she strode towards us. She jerked her crook. I felt a burning inferno press down on my hands as it felt like I was getting handcuffed by the air. I knew it right there: I was branded along with Anna.

Peep had Anna and I tied up in the barn of her estate.

"I'm gonna enjoy this, Assassin." She snarked as I was tied up by my hands. "Let's see 'ow you can preach your anarchist freedom while working under the whip."

She turned to leave, but then glanced at Anna. She took three steps towards Anna, grabbed her snowflake pendant, and yanked it off. Anna shrieked as Peep did this, angered that her most prized possession was taken by a ditsy warlord. I cursed every damning word I could think of to Peep.

She left as soon as she was sure we both were secure. But as soon as her guards were gone, I undid the knots on my restraints without breaking a sweat.

Anna stood there, still tied up against the other post, bewildered. "How do you do that?"

I grinned as I grabbed by weapons from the table on the other side of the stables. "An escape artist from Agrabah passed on all his knowledge to me. Peep had her guards use a knot that is only known by seven in the normal criminal underworld in this kingdom, and it's used commonly with Templars to tie us up. But that's the specific reason why I know how to get out of them." I cut the ropes on Anna loose. She stood up, rubbing her wrists.

"Shouldn't we be prepared?" Said Anna.

"For what?" I said, testing her.

"They might come back."

I grinned. "I taught you well. Take the hay loft."

I hid behind one of the stables' walls, nocking an arrow on my bow. Outside I could hear swords banging and slashing. Five minutes after it started, I heard footsteps come up to the door.

"Get ready!" I whispered up to Anna.

The door swung open and I jumped up, ready to skewer the guards on my arrow. But Anna dropped down on the sole one to enter.

"Hey! It's me!"

"Goddamn!" I cried out.

It was David. He held out a hand, Anna's pendant swinging on his finger. "Got your necklace back!"

As David and Anna were talking, I sprinted out to the gazebo where Peep was. As I saw the crook, I grabbed it.

"You!" I called to Peep, tied up against the post, looking very humiliated. "How do I remove the brand?"

Peep smirked. "There is no way!"

I glared at her. All my life I refused to be chained. And when I die, I will be the one thing I wish everyone to be: free.

I drew my sword, and brushed it against Bo Peep's leg. "I'll only ask one more time. How do I take the brand off?!"

Peep shrugged. "I never bothered to ask the one who gave it to me."

I slid the edge of the sword across Bo Peep's leg. Not enough to cut the whole of it off, but there was so much blood that it got her to talk.

"Aaaugh!" She cried. "Blood! A blood sacrifice! The crook only needs a blood trade for liberty! And my consent!"

I slid my finger against my blade, then traced my finger up and down the crook's hooked part, leaving behind a red trail.

"You 'ave my consent! You are free!" She cried in pain.

"Thanks." I replied, feeling the magic chains lift from my wrists.

"Asgeir?"

I glanced up. Anna was right in front of me, looking a bit worried.

"Are you okay?" She asked. "What's the meaning of this?"

"I refused to be chained to anything, Anna. You know that."

Anna placed her hand on my shoulder.

"All the same, she isn't a threat anymore. Let's go."

She turned and started walking away. I would have, but I still had one more thing left to do. I walked over to Peep, grabbed her hand, and yanked off her Templar ring from her finger.

"May the Father of Understanding forgive your failure." I said, spitting.

Soon after we returned to the farm, we were ready to get back on the road. I sheathed my swords as Ruth handed a parcel to Anna.

"In case you get hungry on the way." She said, smiling.

Anna grinned as she opened it. "I love sandwiches!" She said.

I rolled my eyes. "Cute." I murmured to myself. I could never get any of my sisters' songs out of my head. And as I would learn some day, I wasn't alone.

"You changed him, you know." Said Ruth. "Both of you."

"David always was like that." I replied, shaking my head. "He just didn't know it yet."

David suddenly came round the corner just as Ruth whispered her thanks. "Connor. I could use some help." He called.

"Aye!" I replied as I came up.

David led me to a horse he was saddling. "Just need you on the other side to catch it." He said.

I did as he told me, catching the saddle as he flung it over the horse.

"David, you are an honor to the Assassins." I said. "You got both of us out of a sticky situation, and faced your fears. I'm grateful for that."

David nodded. "You showed me how to stand up for myself."

I smiled, reached into my satchel, and held out a small piece of parchment with the insignia of our Order to him. "Should you ever need help from me again, or anyone of my Order, only draw this symbol on a piece of parchment along with what you need of us and send a messenger bird. It will find us."

David nodded. Then he stopped as he saw what was on the parchment. "I've seen this symbol." He breathed. "You're the killer of all those slave drivers in town seven months ago. The White Reaper."

I bowed. "In the flesh."

David placed his hands on my shoulder. "If the White Reaper stopped and took time to help me, then I know that I can face whatever lies ahead. Thank you."

I smiled. "It was the honorable thing to do. Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted."

David and I went back around the corner, him leading the horse to Anna.

"What's this?" She said.

David gestured to the steed. "He's yours. To help you on your way."

"I thought he was something you could never give up?" She said.

"He's just a reminder. One I don't need or want anymore. He was my father's."

Anna stared at David in bewilderment. I just nodded to him.

Anna climbed up onto the horse. "Look at you." She said, beaming. "All heroic now."

David shook his head. "Still just a shepherd."

Anna grinned. "We'll just see."

I shook his hand. "You stay safe, David. We'll meet again one day."

David nodded, then looked up to Anna. "Not riding with her?" He said to me.

"No." I replied. "I take to the trees mostly. I do better on foot."

Ruth came out, and took Anna's hand. "Goodbye." She murmured.

I just barely saw the slip of parchment she put in Anna's hand as she let go.

We started off, myself walking beside the horse, waving good bye.

When we were far enough from the farm, I looked up at Anna.

"What's on the parchment?" I called up.

Anna jumped in surprise, and looked up. She was looking down at the slip.

"Ruth said there's a wizard who can help us with the mission." She said. "This is his name."

I asked the question with dread, knowing full well the answer before she said it. "Who?"

Anna looked down at the slip. "Rumplestiltskin." She read, slowly.

I thought I had seen the last of him long ago. I focused my Sight, and looked up to the sky, seeing that we were being watched by someone's Reflective Spell. No doubt by the imp himself. I could almost hear his malicious chuckling at what he planned to do to us when we arrived.

"Oh, bollocks." I murmured to myself.