Rosemarie gave Elliot a brief glare as they both ended up at the back of the group, and followed them towards the source of the light. As Logos led the way, the light got brighter and brighter, until it was blinding them all. The ground beneath their feet softened, and the smell of freshly baked cookies and cakes filled their nostrils.
The light faded, and while they were still surrounded by the thick forest, they now stood at the edge of a circular clearing, the floor covered with lush green grass. Ahead of them was a little cottage, made from... gingerbread? With candycake supports, the entire roof, as well as the front door appeared to be made from chocolate! The smell of it all was hard to resist!