After all was done, Dru went back to the porter. What a naughty man! He had almost woken up from mommy's spell! That wont do. She walked up to him.

"Now, now my friend. Did mommy tell you to do that?" She smacked him on the check and stared him in the eye. Now he was all mine again! But not for long. Soon he will be my little girls snack, all to eat for her.

"So, my good man, is there a little cabin in the woods for mommy?" He nodded nubmly. "Show me!"

Craddling Faith close to her with the doll under the other arm, she walked after the porter into the woods. It wasn't that long a walk. Dru's dress hadn't even been dirty, hefted up high as it was. The cabin was indeed, small. A place for hunters to take a break, perhaps. And if so forgotten, because it hadn't been used in awhile. Drusillas sensitive nose told her so. She didn't mind, though. She had spent the days in worse places, and better to. Her new baby she carried outside, digging a grave for her, with her own hands. The wounds on her hands healed quickly to Dru's disappointment. She placed Faith carefully in the grave, like laying a doll to rest. "There my sweetling", she said, "mommy will wait for you, and then everything will be yours." She pushed all the dirt over her and sat by the grave until she could almost feel the deadly rays of the sun. She left then, and went to the small cabin and the poor porter, to make sure he didn't run away.

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'Such a lovely house... I see in the end of the street... Will there be fun? Will there be games? Oh, Princess sure will have games. All gone, all alone. All they took. How rude they are. The shiny and the dark. A lesson will have to be thought. And if so, Princess must find a home. A cozy home. A cuddly home. Or an evil home. A home for a Princess. It will be lonely, yes. No Daddy. No William. They took them from me, they did. And now they both burn so brightly. But Princess will not be lonely for long. Oh no. A friend I must have. Not like him. He is just dinner. Dinner with muscles. To carry all of Princesses things. Yes. Good boy.'

Dru hugged Miss Edith close to her, while walking infront of the porter, showing the way. Even if she didn't know really were to go. To find a nice empty house or factory (done it before) or something else was the goal of the evning. The terrible sun would soon be up.

"There, my good man", she said, "not far now. It is all your fault, you know. Having the noisy trains stop so far from the city. You will just have to help Princess now, because of that." The porter just noded numbly, not fully aware of what was going on.

'See daddy! Princess is doing good, all alone. With out you, grandmummy or William. Aren't you proud? And there, look! A car! Maybe we can sneak a ride, me and my good boy...'

And yes. Not far from them, there were a car, that had stopped. Dru couldn't see there faces, but two persons had left the car and stood outside it. 'Goodie! Makes it all the easier!'