Now white the rodent scurried about ,dashing from one room to another
to avoid getting eaten,Nathan's great granddad was slowly hobbling up the path outside with his walker.
He'd done some investigating of the toy his great grandson
had persuaded to buy and realizing the danger Nathan was in,was hobbling back as fast as his aged legs allowed.
Now just as he openned the outside door he heard the "snapp" of the
mousetrap he'd set in his bedroom.
The old guy glanced to the right,to the Chronivac flashing its warning,
and at the pile of discarded clothing nearby.
He continued to his bedroom,where a white rodent laying with its
crushed left foreleg caught in the killing bar of the trap.
The mouse wasn't moving,which is actually a good thing cause
it meant the rodent was too stunned by the titanic forces it had set off.
The Victor's stored kill bar spring had flung both the trap and the trapped rodent 3 feet in the air and 2 feet south of its original placement,so
the rodent lay gasping weakly,its heart beating fast.
Great gramps went back to the Chronivac,and brought both
it and the clothing into his bedroom.
The old guy lay the trap with the rodent in it on his bed and hit the
"Emergency Undo" button and watched as a bloodied rodent with a crushed broken foreleg
expanded and changed back into a nude Nathan with a destroyed
arm.
Then the old guy let Nathan shriek abnd howl away as he pleased
and took the Chronivac down to the basement workshop where he worked in his
took apart the Chronivac and put various components and gearworks from it into a replica Harrison H3 chronometer he was building.