小屁孩树屋历险记 · 05 The 65-Storey Treehouse
CHAPTER 10 THE FUTURE The swirling stops and we slowly fall to the ground. 'Wow, smooth landing, Terry,' I say. 'Yeah,' he
says. 'It's like we practically floated down.' I look at the gravity detector gauge on the instrument panel. 'That's because we did float down,' I say. 'Gravity is only one-tenth as strong here as it is in our time.'
'And where—and when—exactly are we?' says Inspector Bubblewrap. 'We're in the future,' says Terry. 'Sixty-five thousand years in the future!' 'This is the worst time machine ever!' I say.
'No, it's not,' says Terry. 'It's a great time machine. It's just the chronometer that's not working properly.' 'Well, it's the worst chronometer ever, then,' I say, smashing my head against the control panel in frustration… but my head just bounces off as if the panel was made of marshmallow. 'Stupid reduced gravity!' I shout.
'Look on the bright side, Andy,' says Terry. 'Reduced gravity is cool! Let's get out and have a bounce around.'
Terry is in such a hurry to get out that he slips and falls
