Douglas began walking, but there were no turns or anything. His feet pounded on the dusty stone, stepping over branches and larger rocks and vines. He was becoming frustrated, "What do they mean 'Labyrinth'? There aren't any turns or corners or anything. This just goes on and on!" He paused, "Maybe it doesn't. Maybe I'm just taking for granted that it does…" He began to run, but there was still no turns. He stopped and beat his hands against the walls in frustration. "It's not fair!" He sank down a cracked, mossy wall.
There was a small voice behind him, "'Ello."
He frowned and looked to where the – Australian – voice came from. There was a blue, furry worm looking up at him. "Did you say Hello?" He asked.
"No, I said 'Ello, but that's close enough," The worm nodded, almost sagely.
Wait. Douglas had only heard that voice once, but – "Tommo?"
"Yep."
"What are you doing here, like… that?" Douglas asked, shocked.
"King Martin, he didn't like me much – don't remember why – so he turned me into a worm and put me in the Labyrinth…"
"What?"
"Yep, that's right."
"Do you know the way through this Labyrinth?" Douglas asked hopefully.
"Me? No, I'm just a worm," What was Tommo laughed slightly, "Come inside and meet me Sheila."
"No, thank you. But I have to solve this Labyrinth. There aren't any turns or openings; it just goes on and on," Douglas despaired.
"It's full of openings, it's just you ain't seen 'em," Tommo laughed.
"Where are they?"
"There's one right in front of you."
Douglas studied the wall with his eyes, "No, there isn't."
"Come inside and have a drink," Tommo offered.
"But there isn't an opening," Douglas frowned.
"Of course there is. Try walking through it, you'll see what I mean," Tommo advised.
"What?"
"Go on, then."
Douglas hauled himself up and walked towards the wall, "That's just a wall, there's no way through."
"Things aren't always what they seem in this place, so you can't take anything for granted."
Douglas kept walking, hands outstretched, and realized that he could actually walk through the wall, seeing two new turnings. He didn't give Martin enough credit. "Thank you, Tommo." He turned left and began to walk.
"Hey! Hang on!" Tommo called.
Douglas poked his head back around the wall. "Thank you. That was incredibly helpful," He smiled before continuing.
"But don't go that way!"
Douglas frowned and went back, "What was that?"
"Don't go that way. Never go that way!"
"Oh! Thank you, you aren't half bad!" Douglas turned and went the the opposite direction.
Tommo sighed, "If he had kept on going down that way, he'd have gone straight to that castle."