Blue hair, actual pants, too much caffiene and an eager personality, this kid looks like your kind of people! But as you get closer you realize this isn't a kid. She's a fully formed adult that stands a whooping three feet high. But having adult proportions and feature doesn't make her mature because mature people don't bounce in place as they wait. A grin practically splits her face in two as you get near and she grabs your had an pulls you further back along the building.

"No talk to talls!" the woman whispers frantically as she pulls you down. "They kill Merrehs. And kill, and kill," she makes a slicing motion along her throat and drops her head back in mock fatality.

"They'll kill me three times?" you ask as you hold up three fingers. She nods emphatically and you laugh. "Usually once is enough." She scowls at you and then laughs again. It's a strange tinkling sound accompanied by a random snort.

"New," she states. "Tink save you! Sit!"

"Sit?" you repeat.

"SIT!" Her voice is strangly commanding and you find your self sitting on a blanket that you were standing on. She must have led you onto it when she dragged you away from the villagers. She gathers up the corners and pulls them over your head before mumbling something you don't understand. Nothing happens and she gives a disgruntled sigh before repeating the words with volume and conviction. Then there's a pop and you feel a sudden lurch in stomach. The world spins and the breakfast you failed to eat threatens to come up. It stops before you gag and the blanket is removed. The tiny woman is standing triumphantly beside you.

You glance around and see that you're still in a tiny village only this one isn't tiny because of the lack of buildings, it's the buildings that are small. You can count the ones you'd be able to stand fully upright in on one hand.

"You saved!" the woman cries. "Tink save you!"

"You're Tink?" you ask, pointing at her. She nods. "And you saved me?" You point to yourself and she nods harder. "From what, exactly?" You're confused, the Amish aren't normally dangerous sort of folk.

"From talls!" she cries desperately. "Talls kill Merrehs." It's a repeat of the conversation in the alley. "You saved, now you help." It unforntunate she doesn't have the communication skills to explain how you're helping but you're alive!

This brings you to the end of this chapter. You've made it to the Kinder village so keep an eye for the continuation of this story line! In the mean time check out one of the other ways to live or die in the first chapter of this choose your own adventure.