The security guard drives away, with Baby Pierre and the tiny bike in his pocket.
He stops at a low building. Gets out of his car and goes in.
Sits down at a desk, and glances at a screen.
Another security guard enters the office.
Nothing?
Nothing. But look what I found. I'm taking it home for the kids.
The security guard takes Baby Pierre out of his pocket. And the tiny bicycle.
Hey, says the second security guard. What's that mark? And why is it wearing a back pack?
Dunno. Must be that new City Lego.
Yeah. My kids are into Lego Friends. Anything in the back pack?
Haven't looked. Let's see. Whoa! A miniature camera!
He places the camera on the desk.
Baby Pierre wonders if he should say something.
But what would he say?
Admit that he's Lego? Protest that he isn't?
He is weighing up the options when an alarm goes off in the office, and the security guards run outside.
Baby Pierre quickly picks up his camera, stuffs it back in his back pack, unfolds his tiny bicycle, mounts, and cycles full tilt to the edge of the desk, after which it is a matter of .....
Not faith, Baby Pierre is an atheist.
Not skill, Baby Pierre is not great at jumps.
Lightness. It's a matter of lightness.
Baby Pierre flies through the air on his bicycle and lands on the floorboards.
He then continues, towards the door.
Does he slow, in order to check where the guards are?
Not he.
He exits and zooms towards the gate of the Techport facility.
Will Roo-kai still be there?
No. Roo-kai has vanished. Has he left a message?
Baby Pierre checks the dirt, for a scratched message.
There is no scratched message.
But there is a snail.
Are you Baby Pierre? asks the snail.
Depends who's asking, says Baby Pierre.
Roo-kai, says the snail.
I am, say Baby Pierre. Has he given up and gone home?
No, he hasn't, says the snail. He flew towards that half-submarine over there. He said if you turn up, bring the camera.
Did he say what to do if I don't? asks Baby Pierre.
Like what? asks the snail.
Never mind, says Baby Pierre. That was a dumb question. Thanks for the message.
Happy for a bit of excitement, says the snail.
Me too, says Baby Pierre, heading towards the half-submarine, on his trusty bike, with the miniature camera.
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