Meanwhile, in my magical wonderland
My devilish plan is catching on. What is this about?
Well simple. I looked around my metamorphosehautecouture business and didn't get happy with what I saw. A lot of beautiful works of art hung on the wall, but there was only a scanty mess on the shelves.
My detective gaze slipped over the names on the labels and suddenly I knew what was missing.
Quickly I got into my virtual vehicle and pulled on my way south. (Belgium is south of the Netherlands, for those who didn't know).
There was a window open, for the much-needed ventilation, I made grateful use of it, coughed in a good number of metamorphosis bacilli just before the opening, saw how the virus around it started to grasp and get a hold on the Mrs Stip.