"Oh, great!" said Mr Mouse, turning round to face his friends with his hands on his hips. "He's crashed! And what was that anyway? What'd the big guy say?"
"Ermmm... wait a minute... something about Jill with a Car On?" went Wizzie, screwing his eyes up as he tried to remember what Samson had said.
"No - no it wasn't that" said Dot. "It had a Z in it, I know it did!"
"Better and better!" said Mr Mouse in his sarkiest way. "There's only just a few words in the dictionary with a Z in!" (He said "Zee", not "Zed". He's Canadian you see. They do that!) "About a zillion! As if!"
"That's it, that's it!" said Dot, waving her finger in the air in excitement. "Zildiths! That's what he said - Zildiths!"
Mr Mouse saying "zillion" and "if" close together like that had given her a clue you see... next to each other they sounded just like Zi - oh, you've got it! Sorry!
"Yeah but that wasn't all!" said Mr Mouse. "There was another word. What the heck was it?"
"OK, OK, I can remember, it began... it began with an F!" said Wiz proudly.
Mr Mouse gave a huge sigh.
"Well all right" said Dot crossly. "If you're so clever, why don't you have an idea?"
Mr Mouse stuck his tongue out at Dot. Rude!
"Well if it's anything like yours" he said "We'll be a long way away
before - "
"That's it!" said Wizzie, jumping up with his silky tail wagging and his ears flapping. "Far Gone! That was it! Far Gone!"
You see, Mr Mouse saying "long way away" had reminded Wizzie the second word Samson had said was "Phargon". Because "Far Gone", which means a long way away, sounds just like - Phargon. See?
Oh. You do. Right...
"OK, OK, I've got it again now" said Mr Mouse (as if he was the only one - typical!) "The Zildiths of Phargon. But who in the wondrous World Wide Web are the Zildiths of Phargon, for goodness sake? And how are we going to find them, like Samson said we should?"
Just as he spoke, Dot heard a familiar sound. It was the noise her printer made at home when it was starting to print. She turned round, but all the machines around her still seemed kind of sick.
Except one, she saw with a jump!
Over in a corner of the server station, she could see a little green light flashing. Only, this one wasn't just going on and off in a wacky way like all the rest of the machines around Samson - it was flashing in time, the way the little light on her own printer did when she was printing out some homework. It didn't look sick like all the other stuff, somehow.
"Come on!" she said, running towards the printer over the cables and broadband links and USB cables twisting across the floor around them (servers do very neat work, but they're not very tidy when you get inside them!)
When they got to the furthest corner, there it was - a little black printer covered in dust and all scratched and battered. It looked kind of old and sad, as if nobody had taken care of it for ages. But it was working, and it was printing something.
Just as the three friends got close to it, it stopped - with a kind of shuddering sigh. All its lights went out and it just sat there, looking sadder than ever. It was as if it had died - as if it had used all its last power to try to tell them something.
And it had.
It had printed out where they had to go - the Internet address for the Zildiths of Phargon!!
