"Dark clouds were like ink, lightning tore through the sky, and distant thunder roared like war drums. Bartlett and his companions hurried across nameless hills and finally returned to Greenwick Village before the rain started.
The Dwarf Mage, Bard, and Parrot stayed at the Herbal Master's home for a rest. However, Bartlett still had some lingering doubts. He greeted his companions, took the Little Ghost with him, and returned to the village head's house to consult about these puzzles.
Gales howled more and more fiercely, but the rain hid in the clouds, shy and hesitant, unwilling to come down quickly. On the village's path, there were fewer and fewer people. The Little Ghost floated around Bartlett, letting fallen leaves and branches pass through its translucent body, happily playing around.
