Three Journeys of the Scary Kind Page 5

  Chapter One

  The Wormhole

  On the beautiful planet of Calamity two men were sitting in the warm sun; they were discussing whether the time had come to open their next wormhole, this time at an even greater distance from their planet. They were scientists of the Calamity Scientific Institute; so far they had only tried to open a wormhole to one of the planets within their own planetary system, now though, the scientist in charge wanted to try to create one much longer. After much discussion, they decided to open one that would allow them to travel to the next planetary system. With the decision made, they went back inside of their large laboratory, which was within the institute, to prepare their large bank of computers for the next in a series of tests of their wormhole-generating machine.

  Their places on the bench outside of the laboratory were taken by two members of the Calamity police force; they were anxious to warm up after a cool night`s watch, the warmth of the sun sending them into a light asleep, but after ten minutes dosing they were awoken by heavy footsteps coming towards them, and even louder voices. Four large alien tourists appeared at the bottom of the steep hill that led up to the institute; they were Globian troopers, fully seven feet tall and clad in heavy body armour that was adorned with the skulls of the now extinct Globian dragon.

  On seeing them, Sergeant Malice of the police force of Calamity asked his junior officer. “Constable Cretin, why were those four fools not returned to the planet Glob, they are unwelcome guests here on our planet, and if they stay any longer they might injure or kill someone, me for instance?”