Serious Mouse scratched its head again, then waddled out from behind the Counter. It seemed to be wearing an Apron Aisijin had sewn, with a large pocket in front for holding menus. Without a word, it headed straight for the Inn's Guest Room Area.
Ruger immediately followed. The moment he set down his wineglass, Tuzel reached for it, but unfortunately, it was already empty.
Sure enough, it was the same fork as last time. The Corridor on the right led to the Inn's guest rooms.
"Right here."
Serious Mouse continued farther inside as it spoke, with Ruger and Tuzel following behind.
They walked down a long stretch of Corridor until a door appeared before them. It was an ordinary Wooden Door, and the patterns on it were recognizably Tuzel's handiwork.
Serious Mouse scratched its head again.
"This is the place, but I can't use it, and neither can Lord Tuzel," Serious Mouse said. "Only Lord Wall-Bumper can. When it opens the door and comes in, things are different. Then, when it leaves, the place outside the door is still where it came from, but I can't go through."
Ruger felt like scratching his head too.
He tried it himself. Opening the door still revealed his Bedroom Space outside. Tuzel and Serious Mouse demonstrated in front of him, with the same results.
"Also," Serious Mouse said thoughtfully, "Lord Wall-Bumper can't open the Inn's front door either. It seems unable to see that door."
Ruger blinked again, then suddenly drew a sharp breath.
He might not have thought this way before, but he had just experienced a dangerous, bizarre island and seen all manner of strange things. He could hardly help letting his imagination wander. Interestingly, the more he thought about it, the more he felt he was right—that these were not