Khani stared, hoping for the door to appear again. She waited. And waited. And waited. Kiwi ran off, bored. The hamster had long decided that if there was food, it was home. Quietly, Khani wept, feeling very sorry for herself. All she had wanted to do was have a peek at this magical place, and maybe have another peek another day, and another, not get whisked into this magical world! Eventually, Khani decided to be helpful, after all, the acid rain had stopped. She placed a wilted honey flower, in the place where the door had been – it had left a scorch mark.

Suddenly, an invisible force pushed Khani over, blowing trees from their trunks. Leaves whipped around the long grass, sharp and deadly. Then it became still. Even the wind stopped. Khani peered around, worried that the ground may crack, or something similar. Then she saw it. The door was hovering in the sky, as grand as ever. A paper drifted to the floor.

‘Only weight can bring me down.’ It read.

She jumped. And jumped again, trying to reach the door – but it was helpless. Khani would never escape. ”Kiwi? Kiwi?” She heard faint footsteps. Then, to her complete delight, Kiwi flew from the trees, clearly munching the flying chocolate. He soared like a buzzard, and fell onto the door. It drifted down, just in reach. Soon, Khani and Kiwi tumbled through the door, so happy that behind them the jungle fixed, ready for another person.

Kiwi had saved her. By mistake, but all the same, he had saved her. Ashamed, yet mixed with excitement and relief, Khani and Kiwi crept into the main shop. There the man was pacing around, looking like he could tear his hair out. Puzzlingly, the man looked familiar, like another person she had met before.

”There you are, my dear dear daugh-” he stopped mid sentence. ”Doughnut? Um.. would you like a doughnut?” Khani, surprised, giggled, and then stopped.

”Why did it happen?” Khani said. He understood. ”Ah. Well sometimes, things can be too good to be true. You were too ambitious – talking animals,” he laughed, ” are perhaps not the wisest choice.”

He stood up, black robes swishing. A picture fell out, again, familiar. ”You go now.” he said, nervous and jumpy again. PARA 4 She turned, and with Kiwi walked out of the door. Then she ran, free, and safe. Kiwi bounded with her. Behind a pillar, Khani rested. Eventually it struck her. The photo, was her Mum, and Rairn Grove was her dad. It all clicked. Khani looked at Kiwi. He nodded, and disappeared. Kiwi was her dad, all along. Looking around she saw the empty space where the emporium was. It was gone.

Maybe another day, she thought to herself. And she would come back. But for now, some bread and dripping would do.