The night wind blew from the wilderness, but it was kept outside the Mushroom House.
Anna leaned against her mother, listening to the sound of the mushroom cap creaking from the wind above, and slowly closed her eyes.
Mom gently patted her back, saying, "Sleep now, everything will be better by dawn."
Meanwhile, Dad was with the uncles who had also escaped from the village, thankful to find such a patch of Mushroom House on their escape route, sparing them the ordeal of resting in the open air.
No one noticed a shadow flicker across the night sky.
It was not a bird; it was a bat, flying high, circling once before heading into the distance.
A scream pierced through the night, jolting Anna awake.
She heard someone yell, "Run!"
It was Uncle Hansen's voice, the chubby uncle who always secretly slipped her candies.
Her father grabbed the hatchet and pulled Mom and Anna out of the Mushroom House.
