Outside the dark cave, the howling wind swept snow across the damp landscape. The shadows crept up behind the trio, trying to see what was going on. Inside, Pascoe busied herself making a large fire and began to roast smores. Nervously, Pipkin unwrapped the one dusty item that his father had given him before he disappeared. It was a small devilish knife that had some sort of Nordic writing on it. He realised it had some blood- red stains on the bladed side. Suddenly, it glowed a strange green colour and it lit up the cave. Even Prue knew that that was a bad sign for it meant that goblins were close by!