’I’m pretty sure this isn’t a microphone at all,’ said the PJ, as he fidgeted the device between his fingers, trying to stare through it like a telescope.
’Must be, I got it from the microphone rack,’ said the ShrinkMan.
’Nuh-uh,’ said the PJ and a beam of light shot out of the tube, ’it’s a flashlight, see?’
’I suppose we better put it to good use.’
Pretty soon the PJ was pointing the way with his flashlight, while the ShrinkMan walked with his hands in his pockets. After a while they changed positions. Now the PJ had his hands in his pockets. Under the earth they walked like that for six weeks, until they came to a fork in the road. A sign pointing left said ’Whichever way with some stops before you get there’. A sign pointing right said ’Sleeping volcano’. ’Let’s go wake up the volcano,’ said the PJ. So they turned right, and soon after they came running back to the junction and continued left.
’I like this whichever way better than that grouchy volcano,’ said the PJ.
’The stops are nice too,’ agreed the ShrinkMan.