Camazotz
Camazotz seemed exactly the same as Earth. There were trees such as birches, pines and maples. It seemed like Autumn there. The three W's then left, but before that, Mrs. Which told us to go into the town and not get seperated. Mrs. Whatsit and Mrs. Who also gave some advise, and Mrs. Who gave me her glasses and told me to use them as a last resort.
The town was laid in angular patterns. The houses were all the same, everything looked the same. There were children playing outside the houses. Some were skipping rope and others were bouncing balls. It seemed like ordinary children at home, but I though that something was different about their play, yet I could not put my finger on it. Suddenly, Charles Wallace said that the children were playing in rhythm. It was true. When the skipping rope hit the pavement, the ball did. It was all in rhythm. All identical, like the houses and the number of flowers. Then, the doors of the houses opened at the same time, and out came woman who seemed the same although the print of their dresses was different. The women clapped and the children walked into the houses.
I wondered how they did it. It was impossible to do so even if we tried. Calvin suggested going back to Mrs. Whatsit, Who and Which. I impatiently said that we couldn't go back as Mrs. Whatsit told us to go into the town. I started down on the street, with Calvin and Charles Wallace following behind. Then, we saw something and stopped. In front of one of the houses stood a little boy. He was bouncing his ball with no particular rhythm, sometimes droping it and running after it. The door of the house opened and the boy's mother, who seemed anxious, grabbed the boy and went into the house. Charles Wallace picked up the ball, which dropped from the boy's fingers. The ball looked ordinary. Charles knocked on the door of the house and the boy's mother opened the door. Along the street all the other doors opened a little and eyes were peering at us. Charles Wallace said to the mother that the boy dropped his ball, but the woman denied it. He let the boy see the ball and the boy immediately grabbed it and darted back. The mother slammed the door close. The other doors also closed.
As we moved deeper into Camazotz, a paper boy saw us and stopped. He demanded our reason for being there. Charles Wallace explained to him that we were strangers and he asked if we had our papers processed. The boy also said that Camazotz had the best "Central Intelligence Center" and other good things about Camazotz. Charles Wallace asked where the "CENTRAL Central Intelligence Center" was.
