Anders walked into the design studio, Bailey's blue prints in his hands. He had arranged with a top professional Designer to take a look at them to see how well they could bring Bailey's imaginations to life.

The elderly man sat at a wide desk, wearing wire rimmed glasses, his focus on a design he's been working on for days, at the sound of Anders' feet, he looked up and smiled.

"I wasn't expecting you for another hour, Anders. "Graham , the designer said as Anders made his way to his ...