Gwydion looked around Pan Town. Such a cheerful day. Such a shame. Gwydion, staying in the shadows, walked along the edges of trees, staying in the shade, like a ghost. Like a ghost, Gwydion thought, and smiled, a rare thing. He had an interest in ghosts and hauntings and the like. Sometimes he wished he could just disappear into the shadows, unseen by humanity for all eternity. He reached the lab soon, but going to the front door would require being seen. So instead, he peered around the back, and saw a steel door. It had a complicated lock on it. "Child's play." Gwydion said, his voice a whispering yet grating. He had an odd skill for picking locks. He did so to this one, opening the door. The fluorescent lights hurt his eyes, but he saw a man wearing a lab coat walk in. "Hello, I am Gwydion. Your back door was unlocked." He said, convincing.
