Piper and Leon snuck into the computer room, while Sayle and Rowan went to each corner hiding their bombs, which were set for fifteen minutes.
Piper looked around for a slot to put the usb in but couldn't find one.
"We should have brought an adaptor." Leon sighed.
"And plugged that into what?"
"Uh. There's no hole, or socket, or whatever you call it! Rocket? Rockets."
The brothers went room to room. What took them so long was something they couldn't quite describe.
The fifth room of the same boring office didn't phase them, nor did the tenth. Around the fifteenth was when they noticed each room was the same, each repeating and each dim. Rowan knew they walked more then the distance of the building so came to a side door, where through it was no office, no room at all although they were still inside, what he came to was a grand open field, followed by another behind it, of dull green and even yellow grass.
Sayle said he had been here before and that's when they knew they were inside Depingo.
"I should have seen!" Sayle said to himself.
"But you forgot." A voice said from behind. A lulling voice. One they knew to avoid so both boys ran into the fields and past trees and fences and miles of half grown wheat and corn.
There they caught their breaths. Each of them had only a few containers left, they thought they would never cover how wide open this world was, even if it was inside a smaller building.
"We need to find Pip." Sayle said. "He knows the way out." So off they went, this direction and that, over field after field until finally, in the next hill over stood silly old Pip Pwmpen.
Eyes watched Piper and Leons back, but didn't hide this time. Piper spun around and eyes were in the walls of the room. They were moving and watching. Grey disembodied eyes.
Piper called for Rowan but he didn't answer. She got a bad feeling from this and when Leon got her to look at the screen she felt worse. It showed a field, much like any other, which Sayle and Rowan wondering. Unlike outside for them, which was night, Rowan and Sayle were walking in the day.
"We'll break it!" Piper got a rod from piping behind the wall and wanted to smash the computer.
When the computer beeped and picked up.
"Hold off destroying that world." Said The Kookaburra. "If it goes with your friends inside they'll be taken with it."
"Even a copy holds itself." Said Leon.
Piper looked and The Kookaurra was gone again.
"She's in the night now. Like the moon, flying, dark, unable to catch the suns light." Leon went on.
"What are you talking about?" Piper laughed with disbelief. "What does this have to do with anything."
"I just wanted you to see now the planet."
"The planets yea?" She said nervously. "I'll go find them." She inched to the door.
"You mustn't be in any of the world."
Now slowly walking and covered her ears.
Leon spoke but she kept herself up and in a flash ran out the room, now outside was dark and grey and the skies arched to the horizon just miles away. Each house was the same. To each other and to their realer counterparts.
She knew she had to find the door, so she ran. To the fields behind the town, now they stretched forever, past the horizon and the end of this world, into a blurry mess.
Each house held what looked like a person, who came outside and followed Piper slowly. This world was darker then the one before it, but until she found the door she couldn't tell.
The trees caught fire and the sky filled with numbers and clouds which came down, the world caved to the door and Piper saw in one way but not the other.
The door frame showed from one side more doors past it each holding a darker and duller world then the last, but from the other side nothing but what was in that world.
Rowan wasn't with Sayle either, although Sayle didn't know. Where he really was was deeper still. In a dull place, only lit with the fires from the ground. He too ran out into the door he dreamt of. Further out now the world grew less dull until he came to the last door, where for all he knew the most vibrant world sat.
It was like a movie so good you would want to watch it forever. Then time wouldn't be a problem.
No wonder Rowan felt it calling. Was this where he was looking for? Outside the sky, the patterns of colour and shapes too complex not to describe simply. They changed but no time passed to facilitate it so.
