Cookie Basket

It's a cookie

basket filled with

delicious cookies.

This must be

Elly's cookie basket.

There appears to be

a folded note wedged

between the cookies.

There's this guy dressed in

black who's walking around,

and casting this weird spell!

He's the one that's been making

people cold and lifeless as

puppets! I'm getting scared!

I hope you get this note...

He ran after me, but I locked

myself in my room. I'm going

to leave my window open so that

you can still find me. I hope he

doesn't cast his curse on me!

That note probably

wasn't written just

for you, anyway.

These cookies aren't

stale yet, but they're no

longer warm. If they're

not at room temperature,

then they're a little cold.

As you stare at the

cookie basket, the wind

from the window jostles

it, revealing a letter that

was placed underneath.

It was probably written

by Elly for you to read.

Dearest

My teachers usually yell at me

since I make so many mistakes,

but today Mrs. Lecollane gave me

praise for my yummy cookies!

It's all thanks to you, my friend.

I'm very happy we've met:

you've taught me that there

are good people in the world.

And I know Grandpa will like

you, though, I don't know

where he could be...

Someday, I hope to become

as nice a person as you are.

Let's keep in touch and be

really good friends, okay?

Yours, Elly

It feels like you can

still sense Elly's warmth

and kindness from her

cookie basket. You picked

out a cookie, and put it

in your mouth. It was

deliciously bittersweet.

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It's time to go back. I can't

stay here much longer.

All the cookies

in this basket are

stale! Well, it shouldn't

come as a surprise.

It's been a long time

since they were baked.