Slowly, evening fell over Mini, and the blue sparkly waters turned dark and black. Mini had not eaten a bite since the day before and had made friends with a headache which would not go away; sad and exhausted, she came back inside the cottage, made herself a cup of tea and took a painkiller. Mini had no attention to give to the cat, but the cat had been paying close attention to Mini and had literally been following her since she'd come to this cottage. As the pain numbed down a bit, Mini decided to go to the nearest Police Station, to seek some help. Mini grabbed the car keys and headed out, but this time the cat did not follow her outside; she looked for the lock and key, but decided against it; the only thing valuable to her had flown down the waterfall and nothing else felt precious enough to be protected.
