The blue penguins followed by their new friends that they called the “believers” got into a new room which itself opened to a long corridor followed by few stairs up, another room, another corridor and few stairs down and eventually got back into the very same room they had tried to get out from. In the meantime they had changed colours several times but had not seen anything which would look like an ice-cap not even an ice-pack. They drew up another door on the wall and when they opened it faced yet another corridor with a series of stairs and rooms, almost dark with a yellowish light bulb against the wall. The butterfly who accompanied them said naively and jokingly that this might be the result of some kind of dementia but unfortunately no one laughed anymore.