[Sorry about the ten-day wait for the continuation of the story. Story now resumes.]
The only problem with Werren's plotting was the fact that he couldn't see anything. He bumped into several walls and almost tripped down the stairs.
Hm. This is a wall. Ow! And, it's solid and apparently made out of...brick. So is that wall. And also that wall. Hey, and there's a wall there, too! Why are there--oh, marmalade.
Werren had somehow stumbled into the castle labyrinth.
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Dorothy had been given a roll of shiny sticky stuff that was called "duct tape" and she was using it to fasten all of the forty-two doors to their hinges. So far, she was on door one. The duct tape was getting stuck to her fingers more than anything else. "Hm. You know what?" She said to herself. "I think I have an idea!" And she tossed the duct tape out the nearest window and ran off to find Destiny, Werren, and Checkers.
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Destiny was still scrubbing at the floor. Checkers had fallen asleep. Destiny went over to him and poked him. Checkers snored. Destiny poked him again. Checkers yawned and looked up at her. "Ah," he said. "Is it Friday yet?" "'Fraid not," Destiny said. "But look." Checkers followed her up a ladder. From here, they could see everything going on on the floor. There were a couple of Tiddlywinks roaming about, dusting things. "Oh!" said Checkers, looking at the floor. "Now that is just clever!" What Destiny had done was make a gigantic map of the entire known Land of Paws by scrubbing the pictures onto the floor. "What's the point of it, though?" Destiny Scottish-Terrier shrugged. "Because it's there."
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What's that? It sounds like something is falling out of the sky!
OW!
What was that for?! I think somebody just threw a roll of duct tape at my head! Hey! Somebody just did!
"Karma will get you for this!!" Werren shouted to whoever had thrown the duct tape at him.
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Dorothy had no idea how big the castle was.
It was very big. And there were no maps.
So perhaps it was just pure luck that she ran straight into the room Destiny and Checkers were in. Dorothy looked at them. "Why are you on a ladder?" She asked. "Well, there was a rather lovely drawing on the floor you just got covered in mud," Checkers said, scowling. Dorothy looked at her feet. "Oh. Sorry. Anyway, I have an idea. Follow me, we're finding the Witch of the West!"
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I'm lost, I'm lost, I'm oh so very lost, and there is a pain in my head, and I'm lost...
OW!
And there's a wall right THERE and a wall right there and a
MEEP!
trapdoor there and what sounds like a t-rex there and a sunbeam there and a grizzly bear and hopefully it's in a cage and now there's the light of day I can tell 'cos it's no longer cold and dark-ish.
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Dorothy, Checkers, and Destiny ran through the castle to find wherever Werren had gone. The cunning little dog had escaped from the basement. Destiny hopped onto a windowsill. "Hey! A labyrinth!" She shouted to the others. Dorothy picked Checkers up and ran to the windowsill. "Indeed, there is," Dorothy said. "Do you think Werren is there?" One of the Tiddlywinks walked by. "Quick! Act busy!" Destiny whispered, and the three of them quickly pretended to be sweeping. As soon as the guard left, Dorothy grabbed both Scottish Terriers and dashed to where she hoped was the door outside.
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