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Almost immediately the elevator leapt forward with such force that even Willy had trouble staying upright. It only continued to gather speed as they went along, causing the factory to become a blur of color and shapes as they surged past. The faster they went, the brighter the lights became until both were squinting in the blinding light, Willy sincerely wishing he had brought his goggles with.

Then, without warning, the elevator took a 90 degree turn straight upward, flinging Willy and Charlie against the back wall. Just as quickly, it turned itself right side up again before coming to an abrupt halt and opening its doors, sending Willy and Charlie tumbling out head over heels in a most undignified manner. Willy managed to sit up in time to see the elevator's doors close with their pleasant 'ding' and watch the elevator, nearly it's entire back wall of buttons lit up from Willy and Charlie falling against it, race away to the destinations of each button pressed. "What's gotten into you?" he asked more to himself then to the elevator, which was now whizzing away. He suddenly remembered Charlie, and looked around him to find the boy slowly getting up on his hands and knees.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, just a bit dizzy." Charlie answered as he looked around the room. "Mr. Wonka, where are we?"

Willy took a deep breath to answer Charlie's question, then stopped and took a look around himself. He let out the breath in a huff, letting his shoulders drop. He looked around the room, trying to find something familiar, but there was nothing that gave him even the slightest clue.

"I have no idea." Willy said speaking slowly at first, before his whole face lit up. "Isn't that amazing?"

Charlie didn't answer, only looking at the confectioner in complete confusion.

"Don't you see?" Willy was getting more excited by the minute." We're not in the factory! The Great Glass Elevator has transported us somewhere else entirely!"

"It can do that? I mean, without you telling it to?"

"Apparently!" Willy was already up and looking at the room around them. Although Charlie had only seen a fraction of the factory, even he could tell that this room certainly didn't fit. The walls of the room were made of dull grey concrete, and they were covered with garishly painted pipes. The floor, or at least Charlie assumed there was a floor, wasn't visible under the piles of debris scattered everywhere, and all around them were machines. Machines that whirred and popped and shot steam and smoke, and made some of the craziest noises Charlie had ever heard. Machines that seemed to be pumping out...candies.

"Mr. Wonka," Charlie said hesitantly. "This-this place reminds me a bit of the Inventing Room."

"What? This place?" Willy shouted. He high-stepped his way over to Charlie, looking as though he was trying to come into contact with the floor as little as possible. "You think this place looks like my Inventing Room?" Willy asked as he poked at a vat of steaming, goopy, something-or-other with his cane.

"No! Not at all!" Charlie said quickly. That was certainly the truth. The machines in the Inventing Room were huge, imposing structures of polished steel and intricate inner components. These machines looked like they had been thrown together out of spare parts, not that they didn't do their job. A particularly interesting one in the corner that was covered in brightly colored cloths was pumping out a series of oddly shaped candies. "It seems to be a room for making sweets though."

Willy stared at the candies a moment before picking one up and scrutinizing it carefully with a disgusted look on his face. "Who on Earth would wanna eat one of these? They're all...pointy." A look of realization dawned on Willy's face. "Wait...if this is an inventing room, and it's not mine..."

Charlie picked up on what Willy was thinking and got a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Slugworth?"

"Or Prodnose! Or Ficklegruber! Who cares, they're all equally despicable!"

"I didn't even know they were still around! If they catch you in here, you'll look no better then they are!" At this, Willy's eyes went wide with horror. "We need to get out of here before someone discovers you and thinks you're trying to steal ideas!" Charlie exclaimed, and they both made a dash for the door, but right as they rounded the corner out of the room and into the hallway, they could hear footsteps echoing down the hall towards them.

I didn't mean to make this one as much of a cliff hanger since the next chapter should be slower in coming. Apologies! Anyway, please review!