You’ll have to forgive Jemima, she’s kind of over-excited right now.
You see, we managed to get down to the MS’ basement – which, I have to say, extends a LOT further than I realised. There’s probably more weird stuff behind some of those doors, and I’m not sure I want to know about it. I know he’s doing something with bees, I can tell… but I couldn’t get them open, and we had to finish before the MS came back and trapped us down there.
But I’m getting off-track. We managed to break into the dragonfly room with a diamond-headed drill. It cut through that glass like nobody’s business! So we made a really big hole, which was good, as all the oxygen rich air came out, and all the normal air got sucked in. And as the oxygen content of the dragonfly room got less, they started to fall to the ground – too little oxygen for them to fly in. Dr. Diggit was good for something after all!
It was really creepy and almost a bit sad. But that didn’t stop us from going and stomping on them when they were well and truly flopping on the ground. I’m not getting dragged down here to end up like Cerberus, no way!
We kind of scooped up the rest of him and buried him our back yard. It was nice, I guess.
And Jemima’s all happy, but the MS has just come home and he won’t be. He’ll know it was us.
And he’s going to want revenge.
