𝕀'𝕞 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕨.

Edward was on his back.

Or he had been milliseconds ago.

Now he's up, in a low crouch, looking far past pleased, even as the surveyed the carpet of white marshmellows.

Edward stood up eying them incredulously.

The the rest of the innocuous room.

"There's a door."