When Pip woke, he was alone. Left in a deeper part of the forest lit only by a small lamp inside of a strange looking house.

Unsure where exactly he had been left, Pip approached the tiny house with caution, hoping he would be welcomed in by a friendly face.

Thankfully, the house was empty. Though strangely it had been left unlocked, with a stray slipper on the floor Pip could tell the house had been lived in. Carefully walking inside unable to resist the warm bed in front of him, Pip decided a small nap couldn't hurt, and drifted off to sleep with visions of a wonderful blue tiger running in his head.