Dark Eden

round.
    Purple fire is flashing along the long metal spikes that stick out from the huge starship’s shiny metal sides, each spike as tall as a full grown tree. It’s tipping tipping on the edge of Hole-in-Sky, just like a log on the edge of Exit Falls. Single Force is pushing it closer, the Single Force that made the Hole itself. It’s tipping over, it’s tipping, it’s about to fall . . .
    Small Sky-Boat comes nearer and nearer till it’s right alongside, and then
it
starts to go round and round too, and it starts to tip over as well, pulled towards Hole-in-Sky.
    ‘No! No!’ yell Angela and Michael, the two orbit police.
    ‘Back off, you idiots!’ yells Mehmet from
Defiant
. ‘Back off or you’ll get dragged through as well!’
    ‘Back off!’ yell Dixon and Tommy.
    ‘It’s too late,’ yells Michael back, ‘the bloody resin’s gone. The skin’s come off the end of our boat. The water’s coming in. We’re sinking. We can’t paddle any more. You’ve got to help us!’
    ‘Yeah! Help us!’ yells Angela. ‘We’re sinking.’
    ‘And whose fault is that?’ ask Tommy, Dixon and Mehmet all together, looking at Family round the edge of the clearing, like they expect us to say it’s Michael’s and Angela’s for being foolish enough to chase after them.
    ‘Yours! Yours! Yours!’ yell out the kids, and the newhairs, and most of the grownups too.
    ‘Come on! Hurry up! Help us!’ Michael and Angela scream and yell, like they haven’t got time for all this discussion.
    Tommy and Mehmet and Dixon look at each other.
    ‘Quick! Quick! Help them!’ yells out whole Family under the whitelantern trees.
    ‘Yes,’ says Mehmet, ‘I suppose it is our stupid fault really, and we’ve got to save them. Quick, Dixon. We’ll try and get them into Big Sky-Boat before we drop through Hole.’
    This bit is tricky for the people holding the branches, who have to move round each other, and duck under each other’s branches, but, as it tips over, the Police Veekle presses up against the starship
Defiant
, and Dixon and Mehmet and Tommy reach out and pull Angela and Michael across into their boat, and then Big Sky-Boat, with all five of them inside, moves between the stones and out into the forbidden Circle to show that it has fallen through Hole-in-Sky.
    Just in time. Only just in time. The people carrying Small Sky-Boat let it fall into pieces and throw them away in different directions, to show that Police Veekle has been destroyed by Single Force and its purple fire.
    Meanwhile the great starship
Defiant
goes right out into darkness beyond Starry Swirl until Earth and Sun are hidden completely among all those stars. And there they find Eden, a world on its own, far from any stars, which isn’t like Earth at all.
    ‘There’s no Sun here like we have on Earth,’ says Angela, looking out. ‘But look, everywhere is shining shining, as far as you can see.’
    And the others look out, each one in a different direction.
    ‘Shining everywhere,’ they say. They are amazed amazed, because they didn’t have shining forests on Earth, and they thought light only came from stars and Sun.
    ‘Let’s get down and look at it,’ says Tommy.
    They have that other little Boat inside the Big Sky-Boat, the Landing Veekle, and they take it out and all get into it, helped by the people from Brooklyn that were carrying the Police Veekle until it fell apart. (The real Landing Veekle was round, but we don’t know how to make boats that way, so ours is long and thin.) It carries them down from sky, right into middle of Circle of Stones.
    Out get Tommy and Dixon and Mehmet, out gets Angela. But Michael is sick sick and they have to help him down.
    ‘You bloody idiots,’ Angela tells the three men. ‘Look what you’ve done to Michael. Look what you did to our boat. Look where you’ve brought us. Take us back to Earth now. I want to see my group again. I want to see my mum and my friends. I didn’t want to come here to this dark dark place.’
    Tommy looks ashamed, so do Dixon and Mehmet. The Three Disobedient Men all stand in a row with their heads hanging down like naughty kids.
    Some of the real kids laugh.
    ‘Bad boys!’ they shout out. ‘Bad bad boys!’
    ‘Our boat’s damaged too, I’m afraid,’ says Mehmet. ‘We’re sorry sorry. It’s cracked. It might leak. We’ll try and mend it, but we may sink and drown on the way back.’
    ‘You bloody idiots,’ says Angela again.
    Then Tommy and Dixon and