Puck soothed his eyes by turning away from the game to gaze out the window.
It was one of those feature windows the fashionable Fey install, that can change their view every twenty minutes or so. The scenes showing are actual places that exist – and they act as a living portal into these different lands, though they are far away.
"What country is it this time?" Bart asked excitedly, chewing on a lump of buttered toast. He and the others had been keeping watch with it, whenever they were awake.
"Hard to say - could be Mexico or maybe Peru."
"Finally, some solid land!" exclaimed Biff as he bolted over to see closer, then flipped the latch, heaving it up and open, leaping out through to the other side.
"Do you think he was a bit bored staying here so long?" Goober asked Puck, who was watching Biff disappear into the distance.
"I'd say so" he said casually, and then added, "I'll go get him in the morning after he discovers no one can see him - he still hasn't figured on being dead yet."
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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