The Muggle walked along the crowded street, his case in hand. He continually throws nervous glances over his shoulder. He reaches his apartment.

It was a small dirty room with little furniture that was shabby. He tossed the case on his bed and looks a picture hanging on the wall next to his bed.

"I'm sorry, Grandma." He sat at his desk, hanging his head in his hands, tired and disappointed.

Behind him on the bed, one of the catches on the case flick open. Slowly, the Muggle turned. He got up and sat on the bed and examined the case. The second catch flicked open on its own. The case begins to shake, aggressive animal sounds coming out of it.

The Muggle slowly backed away. Tentatively, he leaned forward, and the lid flipped open and a rat like creature with short tentacles on its back came flying out of the case and at the Muggle.

He grappled with the creature. The case flew open again, an invisible being comes out crashing into the ceiling then out the window. The room shakes as a huge creature exits the case. The picture of the Muggle's grandma shakes and falls to the ground.

We leave and come to a dingy old wooden church. The youngest of the Second Salem woman's, whose name is Mary Lou Barebone, adoptive children, Modesty was playing a solitary version of hopscotch. She was singing an odd little song.

"My momma, your momma, gonna catch a witch, my momma, your momma, flying on a switch, my momma, your momma, witches never cry, my momma, your momma, witches gonna die!"

Around the little church were leaflets advertising the campaign of the Second Salemers. Hanging from the balcony was a larger version of the banner from the gathering at the bank. A pigeon coos from a high window. 

The oldest, Credence, steps toward the window and clapped loudly, causing the pigeon to fly away. The middle child, Chastity, exits the church and rings a large hand-held bell.

A stream of young children enter the church, and Credence begins to serve the children brown soup. Mary Lou squeezed through the crowd saying, "Collect your leaflets before you get food, children."

The children then start heading toward Chastity, who handed out campaign leaflets to the children. Mary Lou and Credence continue to ladle out soup, Credence observing every face. A young boy with a birthmark on his face comes to the front. Credence paused his work and stared at him. Mary Lou reached out to touch the boy's face.

The boy, nervous, asked, "Is it a witch's mark, ma'am?"

She studies the mark for a second before saying, "No he's okay."

Credence stared after the boy as he got his food and left.

(an) sorry for the short chapter, I just didn't feel like going too long with this one!