I looked at the name tags on the lab coats. Shadrach, Meshach, and Bob. All highly qualified astronomers.
I tried to open the door of one of the boxes. It was impossible - no handle, and nothing to get any good grip on.
Just then, the others joined us.
"Jeff - you gotta see this!" They dragged me into an adjoining chamber, where I was confronted by this giant piece of machinery, sitting where the telescope used to be, pointing up towards the heavens through the open roof.
"Yeah, and it's like, bolted to the floor, too." replied Michael.
"Big bolts," added Clark.
In the dim light I could see that there were wires extending from the machine into the wall. They had to be the ones keeping the three guys sitting in their boxes, not daring to move lest they should die in some unknown yet horrible way.
Suddenly the light flicked on, followed by a creepy voice. "So! You have found it! My glorious Moon River Ray!"
We turned in unison to see Dr. Oldschool - a typical mad scientist type.
|Heh heh heh!|
"It wasn't difficult, Oldschool - it's in the next room."
"Yeah, OK, you got me on that one. but you're still going to have to get your slacks dirty in order to defeat me! Heh heh heh heh!"
"What is this obsession with dirty slacks? That's like, the third time you've mentioned it."
"Silence, Unbelieva-twit! Use your noggin!"
"Noggin, nothin'" growled Clark. "Imma put you in a frickin' headlock, you old coot!"
"Hold it, Clark, that's just what he wants you to do!" I exclaimed. "If you go after him he'll probably flick some switch and we're all goners!"
"Ah, so one of you does have a whisker of common sense about you, then! How perceptive!"
"Ah shaddap and let me think, you crackpot!" cried Michael. "Lads, let's go!"
We turned and left the room. I could tell that Michael had a plan.
"To the roof, boys - our slacks (which we still aren't wearing) are not only going to get dirty - they'll be positively filthy once I'm done with them!"
"The roof?" I gulped.
"Yes, the roof - if Oldschool can't get the roof open..."
"Then he can't bring down the moon!" Clark said.
"Pre-cisely!" said Michael.
Tune in Friday for the thrilling conclusion!