Pyktis stepped out of the police car, dressed in rags. The detective took him by the elbow gently and guided him up the stairs towards the door to his new home.

[i]"Stay out of trouble, laddie. The ones in there will look after you well. Tell them Senior Detective John Walters referred you here."[/i] with a pat on his back, the kind detective left, his muffled footsteps clearly audible to Pyktis's sharp ears. Straightening himself up and adjusting his posture, he readied himself to knock on the door.

[b] Knock!! Knock!! [/b]

 'Two knocks would be proper' he thought to himself as he put on his best smile, waiting for the answer from the other end. He had been away from the people for a long time now, he wondered how difficult it would be to have a good impression on them.