Authors Note: Peekaboo! As always, thanks for the reviews! Originally this chapter started off with a terrible cliché, and I decided that it didn't sound right coming from Simon, unless he swapped personalities with Alvin while I wasn't watching. Anyway, story time!

Simon felt awful. Everything hurt, especially his head. He opened his eyes, only to close them again due to a painfully bright light.

"Owww..." he groaned.

"Simon!" said a relieved Jeanette, quickly putting the torch down, "Are you OK?"

"I'll live..." he replied grimly, opening his eyes again to find that he couldn't see much.

"We seem to have fallen into some kind of tunnel..." she said, gently sliding Simon's glasses on for him.

"Thank you" he said, sitting up and looking round.

They were in a dark tunnel, with bare bulbs hanging down every so often. Scattered around them was a lot of rubble, and the way behind them had caved in at an angle. Alvin was rummaging through his bag, and Theodore lay close to him.

"Well, we're not getting out the way we got in."

Swinging her torch up, Jeanette studied the damaged tunnel, "Indeed."

Alvin found what he was looking for, and suddenly his face was lit up as he switched his torch on. Swinging it round, he looked at Theodore.

"Si..." Alvin called quietly, an unusual hint of panic in his voice.

"Yeah?" said Simon, wandering over. What he saw made him feel very sick. Theodore was laying in a pool of blood. Simon quickly grabbed his bag, and searched through his bag. After finding what he was looking for, he asked Jeanette to carefully lift Theodore's head. Alvin moved so Simon would have enough light to see what he was doing. Simon carefully wrapped a bandage around Theodore's head, making sure it was tight enough to stop the bleeding.

"OK, it looks worse than it is." said Simon, gentling sliding Theodore's bag behind his head. "When he wakes up, he should try to drink some water. I'm going to try and find a way out. Alvin, can you go down and see where this tunnel leads? If it forks, come back, OK? The last thing we need is for anyone to get lost."

"OK. And Si?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry... If I had listened, we wouldn't be in this mess... and Theodore..."

"What has happened, has happened. No point blaming yourself for it." said Simon, turning round and walking up to where the tunnel had collapsed.

"OK, we are well and truly blocked in" said Simon

"And that tunnel just leads to a hell of a lot more tunnels, all heading downwards."

"Did you feel a breeze from any of them?"

"No. Nothing."

"So, what are we going to do?" said Jeanette

"Well, we'll have to try our luck with one of those tunnels." said Simon

"Yeah, but which?"

"How about the leftmost one?" said Alvin

"Uh, why?" said Simon

"Well, they say that in a maze, you should always take the left path until you find the way out..."

"This isn't a maze. And we have no idea how big this place is."

"Well, it's better than sitting here."

"Simon, I don't like it, but we don't have much choice." said Jeanette.

"OK. We'll move when Theodore wakes up."

"I... I'm... A-a-awake" mumbled Theodore.

"How are you?" said Simon, sitting down next to him.

"My head hurts."

"Yeah, you hit it pretty bad. Do you remember what happened?"

"Not really... I just remember the ground disappearing..."

"OK, well, you remember as much as we do. Can you drink this? You've lost quite a bit of blood..." said Simon, handing Theodore his water bottle.

"Thanks" said Theodore, eagerly taking the bottle.

Once he was finished, Simon asked if he could stand.

"I think so." he replied.

Simon helped him unsteadily to his feet.

"Wow..." said Theodore, as a wave of dizziness overcome him.

Alvin grabbed Theodore before he could fall over, but Theodore still knocked Simon over.

"Sorry..."

"Doesn't matter. Let's find a way out of here." said Simon, climbing to his feet.

They walked down the tunnel in twos: Jeanette and Simon, Theodore and Alvin.