"Uberbob, read those two huge stacks of paper," I commanded.
He glanced over at them briefly, then turned back and said, "No."
"Okay. L33tz4n, fiddle with the computer and FAX machine."
L33tz4n slithered up to the desk and pressed the start button on the computer. It wouldn't turn on, even though it was hooked up and plugged in. The FAX machine didn't work, either, but there was a lone FAX sitting on top of it.
"Fooruman, lick everything." Fooruman proceeded to lick the floor, walls and ceiling. "Is it stone?" I asked.
"No," he replied. "It is STONE."
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