Get to the rod.

At your height, each step up the flight of stairs is a climb. You envy Delphi and her wings. Thankfully, you have a pair of magic boots that allow one to leap flawlessly into the air, and you use them to great effect as you jump over and over again like a rabbit towards the peak. The servants and guests are too distracted by one another within the dining hall to notice a mouse scurry to the second floor. And once you're up, it's a better vantage point to find Delphi before you continue.

It doesn't take too long to reach the balcony a second time. You clutch the railing and gaze out over the crowd, but it's like finding a needle in a haystack.

Suddenly, the dark woman descends from above. Her heels click on the tile behind you. "I wondered where you went," she says. "How'd you end up back here again?"

You breath a sigh of relief. "I managed to get the location of the control rod that they're using to keep RF here. Now all we need to do is get it. What about you? Everything go well?"

"After I gave that woman a surprise, I darted under some tables, and fluttered this way when the coast was clear. You weren't hard to spot. Remember I've spent my whole life like this, Kyle. It isn't hard to find my way around. I don't think anyone saw us, but we better get moving just in case."

"Up ahead, fourth door on our right. Her mother's chambers."

She nods. Then the two of you bolt ahead down the hall. It takes forever given your height, but you count the doorways one by one. The first passes by. Then the second. A third. You stop and catch your breath as you reach the door in question, and you gaze up at its towering height. While you could leap high enough to grab the knob, and Delphi can fly, you can't be completely certain the room is empty.

First, you creep over and press your ear to the wood. Nothing. Then you lay on your stomach and peek through the crack between it and the floorboards. There's not movement. You motion Delphi to follow and then squeeze your way beneath, barely able to make it through to the other side.

The room is large, unsurprisingly. This isn't the home of either RF or her mother, though she was still given a master bedroom despite it being all to herself. You wonder what the actual patron of the mansion's room looks like in comparison.

"Grow me back to normal size," you request. "We need to search a lot of drawers and things. There's no way we're finding this rod while I'm tiny."

Delphi nods and snaps her fingers.

It's a rush. Your body tingles and the world around you warps and stretches. As you grow, you stumble backwards and grab hold of the dresser behind you. You put your hand over your face, lean over and take a deep breath, and once your eyes open again, you're finally back to normal.

"I'll never get used to that," you whisper.

The search is on. You open up everything you can, though try to leave it the way it was. There are many articles of clothing--dresses, shoes, unmentionables. As you pull the drawer out from her end table, your eyes widen as the massive fore-arm-sized, jet black toy laying in an otherwise empty wooden shelf. It's heavy, but you lift it up and it flops over.

Delphi bursts into a fit of laughter. "I don't think that's the rod we're looking for!"

"God I hope not."

"Wait a minute. What's this?" Delphi asks. She flutters down to the opposite table, and sitting beside a magic lamp is some sort of tiny orb. Though upon closer inspection, it's white with an iris and a pupil. The eyeball isn't move, but it still feels like it's staring right at you. "That's really creepy," she says.

"I wouldn't touch it," you respond. "I doubt that's the control rod."

"You are not supposed to be in here, Demon King Warren," comes a voice. It's masculine, and it sounds familiar, yet it's distant and muffled.