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  • The instructions on the internet had said nothing about stepping without a box, but he was doing it anyhow. The thought gave him a lurching sensation, as if he were standing over a drop. But it was a thrill too, a rulebreaking thrill. Like the time he and Billy Chambers had borrowed a bottle of Bud from the builders who had come to fix the busted dow, and had drunk it in a corner of the boiler room, and then smashed the bottle and put it in the recycling bin. He grinned at the memory. He just kept going, moving aside for the trees when he needed to. But the trees changed, gradually. Now he was surrounded by rougher bark, low branches with narrow prickly leaves. A forest of pine trees. Colder, too. But it was still a forest, and still he pushed on. And he came to a Wall. A place where he couldnt step on, no matter how he walked sideways. He even took a few paces back and kind of ran at it, trying to force his way onward. It didnt hurt, it was like running into a huge upraised palm. But he couldnt go forward. If he couldnt push through this thick forest maybe he could climb above it. He found a tall tree, the tallest around. He pulled himself up to the lowest branches, and scrambled up higher. Pine needles prickled his hands. Every six feet or so he would try stepping sideways, just to see if he could, but the Wall was still there. And then it worked, suddenly. He fell forward on to a flat floor, like uneven, smoothedover concrete, hard and dry and grey. There was no tree, no forest. Just the air, the sky, and this floor. And it was cold, cold through the thin fabric of his jeans over his knees, cold under his bare hands. Ice He stood up. His breath steamed around his face. The cold was like daggers probing through his clothes to his flesh. The whole world was covered in ice. He was in a kind of broad gully, carved in the ice, which rose up in hard grey mounds around him. Old ice, dirty ice. The sky was clear, the empty bluegrey of an early dawn. Nothing moved, not a bird, not a plane, and on the ground he didnt see a building, or a single living thing, not so much as a blade of grass.
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    • Out loud she said, You know, Joshua, I would have said that, given the stories theyre telling, some of these kids must have been playing with drugs. Except that they were all covered in leaves and scratches. As if they really had been taking a walk in a forest right here in the middle of the city. She took another slight step forward, and he took another slight step back. She stopped moving and lowered her hands. Look, Joshua, I know youre telling the truth. Because Ive been there myself. No more games. Talk to me. The box youre holding looks pretty neat compared with the others. Can I have a look I mean just put it down and step back, Im not trying to trick you. Im just trying to work out why kids all over town are getting stuck in some mysterious forest, frightened theyre going to be eaten by orcs Oddly enough that impressed Joshua. He did put the box down, and did step back. Id like that back, I havent got enough to go to Radio Shack again. He hesitated for a moment. You really think orcs No. I dont think orcs. But I dont know what to think. Look, Joshua, you put your box down for me, so Im putting my card down here where you can pick it up, OK My personal number. I have a feeling we should stay in touch, you and I. She took a couple of steps back, holding the box. Good workmanship But now another car was coming up, lights blazing. Officer Jansson looked round. Just other policemen checking up, she said, dont worry There was a faint pop. She looked at the box in her hand, and at the empty pavement. Joshua Joshua realized immediately that hed left his box behind. Hed stepped without the box And, worse, that cop had seen him step without the box. Now he was in trouble. So he got away. He just kept stepping, away from where hed been, whatever away meant. He didnt stop, or slow down. He just kept going, one step after the next, each step like a soft jolt in his gut. One world after another, as if it was a series of rooms. One step after the next away from Officer Jansson. Deeper into this corridor of forest. As he pressed on there was no more city, no buildings, no lights, no people. Just this forest, but a forest that changed with every step. Trees came out of nowhere with one step and disappeared with the next, like bits of scenery in the plays the kids had to put on in the Home, yet all the trees seemed real, all hard and solid and deeprooted in the earth. Sometimes it was warmer, sometimes a little colder. But there was always the forest, around him. And it was always dawn. Some things didnt change, then: the ground, solid under his feet, the dawn sky. That pleased him, to detect order in this new world. He grinned. Then he stepped back to the pine forest, disappearing with a soapbubble pop. 5 LOBSANG SAID, JANSSON, that police officer, kept an eye on you. You know that, dont you, Joshua Joshua was jolted back to the present. You know, youre smart for a vending machine. You would be amazed. Selena, please take Joshua downstairs, will you The woman looked startled. But Lobsang, we havent put Joshua through the security screening yet. There was a clank from the drinks machine and a can of Dr Pepper thumped into the hopper. Whats the worst that could happen I would like our new friend to meet me properly. By the way, Joshua, the can is for you. On the house. Joshua stood. No thanks, I lost my taste for soda years ago. And if I hadnt, he thought to himself, I would have done just now, having seen you excrete it. As they headed towards the stairs Selena said, Good of you to shave, by the way. Seriously, chins are going out of style in these pioneering times. People are so faddy. She smiled. I think we were expecting some kind of mountain man. I used to be like that, I guess. This bland deflection evidently annoyed her; she seemed to want more from him. They reached a landing that consisted of nothing but unmarked metal doors. One of these slid open as she approached, and slid noiselessly shut seconds after he had followed her through and on to another stairway, heading down. Joshua, I have to tell you, she said with a kind of brittle humour, I would like to push you down these stairs And you know why Because you just walk in and suddenly you have a security rating of zero, a great big oh, which means technically you can be told everything thats going on here. I on the other hand have a security clearance of five. You outrank me and I have been working for transEarth and its affiliates since the start Who exactly are you, who can just walk in and be told every secret Well, sorry about that. I am just Joshua, I guess. Anyway, what do you mean “since the start I was the start Thats why Im here, isnt it Yes. Of course. But I suppose every persons first step is the start, for them 6 JIM RUSSO HAD taken his own first step out into what the excited online chatterers were soon calling the Long Earth for ambition. And because, at thirtyeight years old, after a lifetime of bad breaks and betrayals, he figured he was ahead of the pack. Very soon after Step Day hed come up with his plan, and worked out what he had to do. He headed straight for this corner of California. He brought maps and photographs and such, to locate the exact spot where Marshall had made his find, all those years ago. He was well aware that GPS didnt work in the stepwise worlds, so everything had to be on paper. But of course you didnt need a map to find Sutters Mill, here on the bank of the South Fork American River, not in Datum Earth anyhow. It was in a State Historic Park. The place was a California Historical Landmark. Theyd built a monument to show the site of the original mill, and you could see where James Marshall had first seen gold flakes glittering in the mills tailrace. You could stand there, right on the very spot. Jim Russo did so now, the cogs whirring in his head. And then he stepped, into West 1, and the reconstruction was gone. The landscape was just as wild as Marshall and Sutter and his buddies had found it when they came to build their sawmill. Or maybe wilder, because there hadnt even been Indians here before the stepping started. Of course there were other people here today, tourists from Datum Earth looking around the site. There were even a couple of little information plaques. Sutter West and East I had already been coopted into the landmark, as an adjunct to what they had in Datum Earth. Jim smiled at the goggleeyed foolishness of the few tourists here, their lack of imagination. As soon as he felt able, when the nausea faded after ten or fifteen minutes, he stepped on further. And again. And again. He paused in West 5, which he figured was far enough away. Nobody around. He laughed out loud, and whooped. No reply. There was an echo, and a bird called somewhere. He was alone. He didnt wait for the nausea to pass. He crouched down by the stream, and dug out his sieve from his pack, breathing deep to settle his stomach. Right here, on January 24, 1848, James Marshall had noticed odd rock formations in the water. Within a day Marshall had been washing gold flakes out of the stream, and the California Gold Rush was on. Jim had dreams of finding the exact same first flake as Marshall had found, which was held by the Smithsonian Institution. What a stunt that would be But there was no mill here, of course, and so no tailrace, and the river bed hadnt been disturbed as it had been in Marshalls day back in Datum Earth, and it seemed unlikely hed find the identical flake. Well, hed settle for getting rich.