Looking around the room, Benjamin's jaw dropped.
* I really did ALL THIS? *
The room was destroyed. He barely remembered losing it and bucking all over the place, kicking his back hooves in the air with a loud whinny. Even a small moment of weakness can be a big freak-out in a half-ton-plus body like that! Apparently he had been kicking a lot more than just air. There were holes in the wall, his favorite lamp was shattered in the floor, his bedstand was cracked and toppled, and the Chronivac ... oh, no, the Chronivac!
Sparks were flying out of an almost unrecognizable heap of plastic shards and chip fragments.
* Maybe I can fix it? *
The flickering LCD display darkened one last time and electrical smoke wafted from the mess into Ben's sensitive horse nostrils.
* I'm stuck as a horse! *