Padlock walked up to the wooden building, for the first time in a while feeling nervous. He pulled out his key and placed it in the lock. The key turned smoothly with a click and the door swung open. The room was empty, but he had expected that. Soon though, it would be full of shining brass and steel, ready to become a lock or a key.
Twilight was right. He had a new challenge before him, and this one wouldn’t be so easy to overcome. With some help he rented a building began about setting up a small locksmith business. He never once thought he’d find himself in this position again, but then again… C’est la vie.