Now now don't pay attichen the the flying upside-down king chess piece the size of a 180 story sky-scraper, no its not watching you, no it dosent want to make replication of you to see how you would do on each island, no it doset look like a electron tactical pulse canon, no you dont see a dark matter telluporter on top being all dangery shooting pices of realuty into the blackniss of the negu-verse, no you see nun of thos things for i am a fox in a box... trying to get out.


"But your hear now so lets get down to bizznizz"


Presses a button in the middle of a cog and pushes a lever down swooping my paw up to my chin thinking. The room turns expanding and shifting the cogs under me turn, click and wine up to a like i was a pice of art lifting me up above the floor. Me not moving a muscle staying in the thinking pose turning about and stops hi up. You have been shifted next to a make shift cog like table with a glass top. on this table a glass tube drops onto the table making a air tite seal. a glass cup air glides to the table as a smaller glass tube fills the glass with a hot tea, they left up. the hot steam flowing off the brim as if it were being mixed with dry ice falling on the table. looking up the walls have been covered with a blue pattern that glows litely.

"Its hot ice" he says plainly "hot yet cool"


Steps down the snake way cog path to the other side of the table picking up the glass and taking a drink smacking my maw of its taste.

"It need some sugar"


a pile of sugar drops into the cup overfilling it and all over the floor. sipping it spilling more all over me.

"mmm.. somethign might be lose up there.

I THINK IM DUN DRINKING TEA NOW!"


every stain and grain of suger flotes up and out of the room as if were being revirsted in time.

"Now what is it that you find your self hear in my down-side-up wounderland?"