They found themselves on an empty street, the faintest glow
of dawn in the East, the sky lightening from its dusty blue.
"Wow." Bolt said, rejoicing in the light.
"Where are we?" Freddie asked, eyes darting
around, looking for anything he could use to locate himself.
Chester forced himself to step forward into the rising
light.
The others backed away from the hint of light, prove it,
slipping into shadows.
Small signs.
Freddie tilted his head at them. His dragon, and this new
mouse and bear.
"How do I get home?" Freddie asked, worry gnawing
at his heart.
There wasn't any signs.
Chester looked over, "It's okay Freddie. I know where
we are." He seemed quiet.
He was strangely sad.
"I thought..." The mouse started, looking around,
"Shouldn't we be back in the kid's room?"
"No." Chester said. "Trust me, there's a
reason."
He started walking, heading North.
"Chester?" Bolt called.
"Come on." Chester gestured. "And stop hiding
in the shadows."
Freddie glanced over, stepping towards the dragon.
"Please?" He asked.
Blue sighed, bracing himself, before taking that leap of
faith.
It was difficult.
It was going to burn.
It was... warm?
Blue opened his eyes.
"But..."
"Blame the kid." Chester shouted out.
The mouse and the bear shared a glance, bouncing out towards
the light.
Beano hissed, but bounced after the rabbit to catch up.
"Where are we going?" The mouse asked.
Chester smiled. "You'll see."
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