Ann opened the chest and stared in awe. The treasure was familiar. It was Butler One's original computer console, before Ann had converted him to an armed mobile robot.

"That's not possible!" she said.

"Oh yes it is, and now it's ours with all its secrets," said Peters.

"No, you cannot take Butler One. You cannot!" said Ann.

"Don't scream so loud. You'll bring the whole place down, if you don't break my eardrums first," said Arella.

"But they want to steal Butler One before I even made him last year," yelled Ann in an even louder voice, and then they heard it.

"You were right," said Ann, "I don't believe it, but you were right. Freedom Fields is falling in, right on top of us."

They could not see it, but in their minds' eyes, they both knew that the roof of Freedom Fields had collapsed. The upstairs floor would then collapse as the roof fell on it, then the downstairs floor, and then the walls. All of it would come crashing down on their little room.

"But we walked for half an hour to get here," said Peters, "How can we still be under Freedom Fields now?"

"I don't know but we are. I can hear it," said Arella.

"We don't want to be here. I cannot think of a way out, but all I keep thinking is that we don't want to be here," thought Ann.

"You're right Ann," said Arella, and suddenly they weren't there.

"The Freedom Fields annual fair is good this year," said Ann, noticing the bright coloured balloons and streamers tied up all around the grounds of the orphanage.

"Yes. Let's play the hoopla," said Arella.

The sun shone brightly, and the day seemed as though it could not present them with any problems.

"Arella, I can vaguely remember other things, things that seeemed to happen to us yesterday and the day before."

"Like the orphanage falling in yesterday?" asked Arella.

"Yes. Do you think that we just have nothing in this world at night, instead of long hours of sleeping? If that happens, then we just suddenly go from one day to the next," said Ann.

"I don't think so, but I am still getting closer to working it all out."

"How are we going to find Wildstar and Butler One?"
"Well let's not look yet. Let's play hoopla."

"I have to go into the forest and see if Wildstar's in the clearing, our usual meeting place" said Ann as she ran off.

"Somehow nobody else heard her secrets then," thought Arella, "But even if she finds Wildstar in that forest, it won't be the Wildstar that we both know. It'll be something different."

Arella began to throw hoops at the stands and eventually won a prize.

"It's wrapped up. They've combined the hoopla with the lucky dip, so each present that we win is a surprise. I see now. I didn't read the sign before. It says 'Lucky Hoopla. Good throwing arms make sure that you don't dip out on this one.' Well let's see what I've won," Arella thought.

She tore off the wrapping paper and saw a tiny dolls house bed, complete with a miniature mattress and a pillow.

"That's it. I know it all now!" she thought.

Ann came running out of the forest in tears.

"There's no Wildstar, just a big purple grizzly bear chasing me," she cried.

"Don't worry Ann. You got away."

"Yes, but he said he would come back and punch me tonight. He was wearing blue boxing gloves."

"Ann, we'll be alright. I've figured out this dimensional place. We need to go into the building quick."

Arella led Ann into the first aid cabinet's room in the orphanage.

"Now take a sleeping pill and then go to your room."

"Arella, no. If we fall asleep we may never get back to our own dimension."

"Ann trust me. If we fall asleep, it's the only way we'll ever get back to our own dimension. Now swallow the pill and go to your room and sleep on your bed."

Ann obeyed and Arella did the same.

No sooner had they fallen asleep, than they were standing on the roof of Wildstar, but not looking at a white void as they had originally been doing when they first arrived. Wildstar was hovering over a clear and concise view of the Freedom Fields forest.

Furthermore, Wendell was resting against Ann’s neck, back at his familiar tiny size.

"Arella, it's as if none of the other things happened," said Ann, "They all seemed like a dream, all hazy and confused and disjointed, with scenes changing all the time. Now everything's clear and safe and certain."