Magic leaves a trace.

Holding the long metal handle she pushed the glass door to walk into the stone road. With bags of clothes in her hands. 

Walling fast and looking back to see if she was still being followed. She threw one of the bags into an empty alleyway and saying a couple of words the bag became a tall house resembling the ones around. 

Behind the curtain she watched two men pass by with black trench coats and hats. 

Something that would make someone stand out if they were wearing it. But for some reason, no one seemed to notice except her.

From one of the bags, she took out a small telescope and went up the stairs to place it beside the window. 

A third man waited on the other side of the street smoking a cigarette. He looked up and closed his trench coat and also re-arranged his hat and then it suddenly started to rain. 

Because the house was made only of paper from the bag, the rain started to melt it. She quickly made her way down the stairs and left the house through the back entrance into the alleyway. 

Leaving the house there was not a drop of water falling from the sky. Noticing this she started to run knowing they were going to see the house melt. 

From the other bag, she took out a long rope that she placed from one wall to the other in the alley and then with a word a brick wall started to inflate like a balloon and then solidify completely in place. 

The rain on the stone road didn't seem to touch the man smoking but after a few minutes, he noticed the melting house. 

With a hit on his cigarette to get rid of the ash, the rain stopped completely and a blue sky opened up behind the grey clouds that disappeared. 

He grabbed a handful from the mushy pile that was now the house. Taking his hat off he moved it to the side and the mass opened in the middle leaving open a walkway. 

By hitting the cigarette again the two men materialized beside him in the alleyway. "she can't be too far" he said, pointing at the melted house on the floor and then forward into the alley. 

The alley had no exit, so she put her hand in the bag again and took out a doorknob that she then put into one of the walls. 

She knocked first where she placed it and then twisted it to open. As she pulled the doorknob a part of the wall started to become wood as I left the rest of it. 

On the other side a man in a tuxedo wearing a masquerade like mask. "evening" he said, holding the door open for her and taking the bag. 

Meanwhile, the men were confused trying to figure out where she had gone in the makeshift dead-end. 

One of them got closer to a corner where one wall met another and noticed the grout was still fresh. 

" Magic leaves a trace," he said, drawing runes in the middle of it and closing them with a circle.   

There was a flash of light and the runner disappeared and took the grout in between the bricks with them. 

Floating in the air for a second every brick started to go into the closest one in a folding-like movement until there was only one that fell to the ground. 

One of the men picked it up and rolled it up into his pocket. As this happened the man with the mask closed the door that became part of the wall again and then pulled the doorknob inside it.