Speed Demon
Duke and Michel landed with a bump back in the bright, white corridor. Both were panting.
“Which direction?” Michel asked.
“Whenever you land in the corridor, always head right,” Duke said.
“Alright, let’s try and get our skates on.”
Without too long a pause, Duke and Michel got up and started down the corridor, checking every door. They jogged then trotted then laboured past illustrated door after illustrated door, and crazy world after crazy world without a door to the school in sight.
“Seriously, how long is this corridor?” Michel breathed so heavy that he felt as though he’d been skateboarding non-stop for 8 hours.
“It’s infinite, for all the nibbles I know. I don’t believe any pup’s ever reached the end.” Duke panted.
“So, we could be here forever trying to find th
