A night shop

As they walked through the dark windy streets, Margareth got some of her energy back.

'Where are you taking me?'

He had put a collar around her neck, and she had to follow him behind a corner. They were standing before a neon-lit night shop.

'What are you doing?'

He didn't answer he attached her leach at a handle on the wall. Then he walked away. Leaving her outside, and shivering in the dark.

After what seemed like aged, two men walked outside. It was Harry and an old man with a large white beard.

'I see.' The stranger said as he grabbed her neck to look at the empty spot.

'Congrats my boy. Of course I'll help you.'