Mary suddenly gasps and starts wiggling. "M-Mimzy! I l-lost Mimzy!" The little girl said, tears building in her eyes. Ib gently set her sister on the ground and looked at her. After a few moments she sighed and tucked the child in a hollowed out tree. "Stay there and do not come out for anything until I tell you to, ok?" She said, Mary nodding.

Ib stood and retraced their steps. She peeked out of the bushes and cursed quietly when she spotted the stuffed rabbit laying in the middle of the road; Mary must have dropped it when they raced to the woods. The 15 year-old sighed and cautiously stood up, keeping her eyes trained on the group of people off to the side as she started to inch her way over to the rabbit.