“When he climbed up the side,” cried Lighthouse Keeper, “I felt the walls shake.”

“You must have been terrified,” said Fuen.

“He got to the top and stuffed the lamp with things until no light escaped,” whimpered Lighthouse Keeper. “Then he just left.”

“What sort of stuff?” asked Yuffie.

“Mostly cheese, bottles of milk and pots of cream,” muttered Lighthouse Keeper.

“How dairy!” said Yuffie.

Fuen groaned.