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((("Naturally I blame everything on you. Please fly us home to hide your shame." "Uh...Madame..." "Daddy can't play right now. Wait--no!" (As floor collapses due to bunyips.) Who am I?)))
Emi thew open the door and startled the professor. He dropped the glass container he had been holding, and it shattered. "What is it, Miss Ganyon?" Black said, irritated. "Where is the boy?"
"One of the girls, sir," Emi said breathlessly. "You must see her!"
"So bring her to me!"
"I don't think I can do that, sir."
"One of the girls, sir," Emi said breathlessly. "You must see her!"
"So bring her to me!"
"I don't think I can do that, sir."

((to the Boy's dorm!))



Immediantly Tom jumped out of the room and slammed the door shut.
"The 'thing' is not a lizard anymore, it's a snake!" he said on his walkie talkie.

Crystal slithered over to the door. This was going to be easy. She transformed into a elephant and began to bash the door.


Meanwhile...
Crystal groaned. The door was too strong. Not to mention she wasn't back to full strength yet. She should have changed and flew away long ago. But again, she was too curious...the last time this had happened,it was the whole St. George-dragon fiasco.


"Go to my father's.... I mean Professer Black's office. He usually keeps some sleeping gas in there. It should be behind the dictionary on the bookshelf. Hurry!"

In the room...
Crystal frowned. It seemed awfully quiet out there.

Room time...
Crystal wasn't sure what was going but knew it wasn't good. She transformed into a small snake with wings. She had already noticed that the man (Joe? Bob? Who knew?) was terrified of snakes. Crystal showed a smile full of fangs.

Tom
After Tom did as Percy had said he cracked the door just to see what was going on.
"It's a snake! Whith wings!" he said, practicly screamed.

"That's not all, man. I'm hungry." Crystal dove forward, but then wobbled. She looked panicked. "No, noot nooo-" She slumped over, fast asleep.

Professor Black needs a place to experiment. What better place than The Lab?
This room is the hard-hearted professor's pride and joy. White tile floors, white walls, white ceiling, white countesr--all cold as he is. Tiny to gargantuan containers clutter the counters. A few are labeled with spidery, cramped, unledgible handwriting, the handwriting of it the professor's himself; the other labels are written more neatly by lab asisstants. Drawers are filled with syringes, gauze, blood pressure cuffs, gloves, scissors, thermometers--the playthings of all doctors. Three filing cabinets are stuffed with file folders and the odd scrap of paper or sticky note with "blood prssr hi 2day" or something of the like scribbled on it. At the end of the room are a few desks with computers restig on top of them. Stabbed into the wall by the door are several nails, and hanging on each is a roll of silver duct tape. No one has ever seen Black use these for anything whatsoever. In the direct middle of the room is a chair rather like the one you see at the dentist's. Only the tray a dentists puts his tools on is replaced by a large table sagging under the weight of the machinery covering every square inch of its top. Now what is that for?...