Green_Turtle_Boy_369 stormed into the Jake’s office.

“What are you playing at?” he shouted. “You almost got me killed!”

“I’m sorry,” replied Jake. “I got distracted.”

“Is this some ruse to make sure you win the tournament? You were already miles ahead of me, but leaving me in there by myself has probably cost me second place.”

“I’m sorry,” Jake replied again. He actually was. He didn’t much care for real life, but being let down in a computer game was something he could identify with. “I got confused because I saw my office.”

“Your office?”

“Yes – that hole you jumped into after all those zombie rabbits was the same hole I fell in after my office door was destroyed.”

“Ohhhhh…” Green_Turtle_Boy_369 felt a little recognition. “Yes, you’re right, I couldn’t remember exactly where it had happened but you are right.”

“I thought so, but isn’t that a bit weird?”

“Not really,” shrugged Green_Turtle_Boy_369. “The whole of Lapine Death Corps is set in Crawk. Didn’t you know that?”

Jake didn’t and he shook his head. “I had no idea. I thought it looked familiar though.”

“You ought to get out more. You know that sitting in your room all the time isn’t good for you. But yes, the new levels have added loads of new detail – The Tower of Power, the Quadrant, the Quarters of the War Hero.”

“The Quarters of the War Hero? So people can get into my bedroom?” Jake looked horrified.

“Well, in theory… You’d need to get through the bars somehow.”

Jake nodded, he hadn’t forgotten how much of a prisoner he was here, despite being their Leader of War.