"Yeah. Good times." Mello had freaked out when he realised that he was performing two percentage points lower in that class than any others, but Matt had found that sort of funny as well, so things had worked out alright.

They turn a corner, and the passage they're walking along becomes, quite smoothly, a stepless spiral. "Yeah, I think I agree with you..." At the top of the spiral they emerge from another tapestry; down a short set of stairs, across a hall, and -

"This one's mine," Matt says, opening a door to reveal a small-but-comfortable room. There are several gaming systems and a pilfered TV set. And games, of course. A lot of games.