Outside the Labyrinth, Douglas spotted a short, white haired woman watering some flowers, humming to herself.

"Excuse me?" Douglas asked.

"Oh! Excuse me," She startled, turning to see who it was.

"Ca-Carolyn!" Douglas gaped. There she was, plain as the day breaking over the famous maze. She was even shorter than usual, her eyes were weary and her clothes were tattered. "God..."

"Oh, it's you," She sniffed; Alpha-dog as ever, then.

"Carolyn, can you help me get through this Labyrinth?" Douglas asked.

"Hmm…" She hummed.

A fluttering caught Douglas' eye; and he realised there were some fairies flying around. "Oh, how beautiful…"

Carolyn sprayed the fairies with some kind of pesticide. "57!" She exclaimed triumphantly.

"How could you, Carolyn?!" Douglas gasped. These were fairies! They were beautiful! He picked up a fairy. It looked… It looked like Herc's First Officer, Lynda, who Martin was going to ask on a date! "Poor thing…" He turned to Carolyn, "You monster –! Ouch!" He dropped the fairy, "It bit me!"

"Ha! What did you expect fairies to do?" Carolyn laughed.

"I thought they'd do nice things… like granting wishes…" Douglas frowned, looking at the sharp-toothed little –

"Shows what you actually know, doesn't it?" She sprayed another one, "58!"

"You're horrible," Douglas muttered.

"No, I'm not. I'm doing the job honourable King Martin bid me do."

"What? Really?"

"Of course, I have to," She sprayed yet another fairy, "59!"

"Look, do you know where the door to the Labyrinth is?" Douglas asked – more of a groan, really.

"Maybe," Carolyn replied curtly.

"Well… where is it?"

"I thought you were the clever one?" She sprayed yet another fairy, "60!"

"I said where is it?" Douglas questioned through gritted teeth.

"Where is what?" Carolyn asked hautily.

"The door!" Douglas groaned.

"What door?"

"It's hopeless asking you anything!"

"Not if you ask the right questions," Carolyn sniffed.

"How do I get into the Labyrinth?" Douglas asked softly.

"Ah! Now that's more like it. You get in… there," She pointed to a large, dark iron door, which opened ominously, "You're really going in there, are you?"

"Yes, I'm afraid I have to…" Douglas stepped through the entrance. He looked down the left and then the right. They both looked the same, not even any turns.

"Cozy isn't it?" Carolyn asked from behind him expectantly, making him give a startled shout. Carolyn laughed, "Now, would you go left or right?"

"They both look the same to me," Douglas frowned.

"Well, you're not going to get very far," Carolyn commented with a roll of her eyes.

"Which way would you go?"

"Me? I wouldn't go either way," She shrugged disinterestedly.

"If that's all the help you're gonna me you can just leave," Douglas huffed.

"You know your problem, Douglas? You take too much for granted. Take this Labyrinth… Even if you reach the center, you'll never get out again," Carolyn warned.

"That's your opinion."

"Well it's a lot better than yours."

Douglas started to walk right, "Thanks for nothing, Alpha dog," He called over his shoulder sarcastically.

"Oh, shut up! And don't say I didn't warn you!" She stormed off and slammed the doors behind her.