Ever since your grandma opened her bakery her biggest costumer has been the the recluse up in the Heisenberg Factory. The same order of Cake, cookies, and surprisingly cherry tarts

As you head up the snowy mountain to the Heisenberg Factory. The snow nipping at your nose as you continue to walk up the snowy terrain. Making it to the front door of the loud old factory you knock on the door.

Knock knock