Conan was very lost. There were still places around here that confused him. It was a big place, and everywhere did point to somewhere else. And never the same place twice. And he had suddenly now found himself but a statue. A statue of a witch. Better than that Boris portrait. He was just bewildered. Like Conan was now.

His eyes widened. Girl with camera. Ellie!girl with camera. He wanted to run and hide. Maybe he could hide behind the witch. He crept behind the statue. Nope Ellie hadn't seen him.