The shuddering, membranous tunnel offers no further insights, and Willis doesn't think it's a good idea to offer it anything edible that we have right now. You step back out into the hall.

FERN:

So...was that Tori or wasn't it?


WILLIS:

Nuh-huh. It's part 'a mom but it does what it wants. Her moufths usedta play with me more but all they think about these layers is eatin' everybody...


FERN:

I still don't know much about any of you, but I'm sure that's because your mother's working very hard right now, Willis.


WILLIS:

When's she gonna NOT?


FERN:

I don't really know...but the more I - we - learn about that Parliament and what's going on here, the better our chances of helping the Hospital and putting things back to however they're supposed to be.

And...I think we will. ESPECIALLY with how helpful you've been, Willis.


WILLIS:

Really?!


FERN:

Of course! I'd be even more lost around here if you hadn't shown up!

We should probably get back to my "office" soon and back to helping out miss Gynnie, but it might be wise to check around this place a little first. You can be the navigator! You said every direction smelled like the Hospital?


WILLIS:

Mhm. Specially up n' left.


FERN:

"Up and left?"


Willis gestures past you, where the hall forks to your right. You don't question how that's "up," let alone "left."
FERN:

Okay, let's remember that, and explore a little first.


LACEY:

Good luck! Weeeeiird shtuff's alwaysh creepin around here.


FERN:

Yeah, but...we're pretty weird ourselves, aren't we?


LACEY:

Hmm. Not really.


ISAAC:

Nneh!


WILLIS:

No.






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