Their jaws were dropped on the floor, as they tried to understand how the hell that happened.

“Is this even possible?”

Meryl the Mole wasn’t paying attention.

“are you guys hearing this noise? or its just me?”

Indeed, a soft buzz could be heard, like a ringtone, if this was a known concept in this world. It was ringing kind of a lot, actually.

And it was coming from Max’s pocket.

“Oh, hehe, sorry guys. It’s just my FEAR-o-METER. I forgot to turn it off.”

Mr. Rabbit was still trying to assimilate the present situation. How on the WORLD did they ended running in circles. I mean, he was pretty sure the thread carefully tied to HIMSELF was thought precisely for this type of situation. That is, to NOT GET LOST.

Well, he wasn’t feeling like figuring THAT out.

“That’s it, fellas. Forget it, we are going back. NOW. I prefer to lost a few days on the surface, with fresh air and SUNLIGHT, than to die here in the dark.”

Meryl couldn’t understand what happened, and this was bugging their mind nonstop.

“but this makes no sense… there is something really weird going on here, i know it. mr. rabbit-”

But Mr. Rabbit was already away, retracting their path, with a visibly irritated look in his face.

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