She had everything, right? Truck, cat, owl, bag with the traveling essentials. Yes she was ready. Now just to get to all of this stuff into the luggage compartment.

Once she finally reached the compartment she dragged everything into the compartment. Now where to stick everything. Did she have everything she wanted to take with her for the ride there in her bag, candy? She had her candy her. Or did she? Was this even the bag? Searching though it, contents getting thrown around on the floor.

Keane had done goofed. he rolled his luggage into the back compartment but he had backed up to the wall with his belongings now crammed into space. So he was stuck. Stuck in the dark corners of the Luggage compartment and had to wait until someone would come by to help him get out.

He waited...blending in with the shadows.

There were three sets of eyes keeping an eye out, but only his Kitten's and his owl's eyes glowed in the dark corner they had gotten trapped in.

Then he saw the compartment door open once more. "Hey!" He called out "Hey' back here. I'm stuck!"

More concerned with where her candy had gone, she knew she dis have the right bag because her mirror was in it. It wasn't like she couldn't get more candy on the trolley but this was muggle candy. Emmy's favorite muggle candy, nerds! Hey she needed something to remember Emmy by. Why not nerds, even of they made her hyper?

While still searching though her bag. She heard someone calling for help. She last time she helped someone out she ended up being kidnapped by acromantulas and being throw into a huge sticky spider web. So no thank you.

She sighed and decided to find the voice it could be some firstie that stupidly got stuck back there somewhere. How did someone get stuck in the luggage compartment? Never mind she didn't want to know. Finding the voice she couldn't quiet see who it was. "How did you get back there?" Really that was a very good question like who did that?

Sabbath laid back lazily on the floor in the corner of the luggage compartment, his head resting on the end of his old canvas duffle bag. He had one arm draped over the cage of his charcoal cat and his finger was absent-mindedly stroking the underside of her chin through the enclosure, she purred contently, her eyes closed. Suddenly, the compartment door was wrenched open. A boy clambered inside and began cramming his luggage alongside the back wall. Sabbath could see him waiting for his eyes to adjust to the darkness within but he could not see Sabbath who laid low behind the animal enclosures. ”Hey!" the boy called out to the room, "Hey' back here. I'm stuck!”

Sabbath remained still and watched the boy through the darkness. The boy was not his problem. He had come here, in fact, to get some peace and avoid the annoyance of incessant chatter. Besides, riding the luggage compartments was second nature to him, he had jumped many a train in this manner with his gypsy family, particularly when he and his cousins would travel itinerantly in search of schemes to bring in a few extra euros. Moments before, the door had swung open once more revealing a girl. Sabbath had silently watched her enter as she rummaged through her bags, she really was quite pretty. “How did you get back there”, she said. Sabbath felt sure she was addressing the other boy. Surely, she hadn’t seen him reclining there in the shadows?