“What was that?” asks Mary.
“I'm not sure. A cave of some sorts.” she replies. “I'd rather we keep it between ourselves.”
“It is...” “...a doorway...” say the cats, together “...to the Weave.”
“Well we're definitely keeping this to ourselves.”
Downstairs, she finds Rose putting the artefacts into the biscuit tin. Producing a vial from her pocket, she soaks everything in a green liquid, before sprinkling over a little powder from an ornate snuff box. As the power hits, the artefacts incinerate.
“Hey” shouts Mary, following her. “Take that smoke outside!”
