A giant gold-plated dessert spoon scooped up a large dollup of blue and
purple speckled high-fat yogurt and poured it over Green Thing as he wallowed
in huge vat of warm milk chocolate. He writhed in ecstasy as the textures
of warm and cool bathed his very soul. Two thousand small and cuddly toys
began to swim through the brown haze, laughing inanely…
“Signal!” the messenger bird squawked. “Signal!”
Green Thing sat up sharply. “Wow!” he exclaimed. “What
an odd dream.”
A Low and undulating tone was causing the ornaments above the fireplace
Green Thing’s eyes widened. “The signal! Of course!”
He turned and opened the messenger bird’s cage. “To the caverns!”
He shouted, leaping out of bed and into the darkest corner of the hut.
He pulled on a large lever. “And to glory!”
A door in the floor sprang open. Green Thing tumbled into the abyss below.
The bird followed.
After a few seconds Green Thing’s fall was broken by a deep feather
mattress. He got to his feet and bounded down a thin passageway, his messenger
bird flapped furiously along behind him. At the end of the passageway
an amazing cavern opened up. Majestic stalactites of all sized covered
the high ceiling, whilst below a seemingly bottomless crevasse faded into
A circular illuminated platform could be seen at the centre of the cavern.
On it stood one of the most awesome and heavily armed flying machine ever
to exist. The flying machine, almost sixty metres in length, was covered
in black armour plating, giving it a suitably menacing and deadly appearance.
A control console next to the platform flickered to life, filling numerous
display surfaces with complex information. A reassuring message sounded
from the console’s audio system. “CENTRAL CONTROL SYSTEMS
ACTIVATED. SYSTEM STATUS ONE-HUNDRED PERCENT.”
Green Thing shouted. “Activate suit system.”
A gleaming silver cubicle rose out of the platform. A door whooshed open.
Green Thing ran inside. The door thudded shut behind him. A loud hissing
sound echoed round the cavern.
After only one second the door of the cubicle whooshed open once again.
A cloud of steam billowed out.
The console made another announcement. “BEHOLD, THE MOST RESPECTED
AND ADORED HERO OF ALL TIME: HIGH-TECH GREEN THING.”
High-Tech Green Thing leaped out of the cubicle and landed noisily on
the platform, taking up a proud and powerful stance. He was wearing black
body armour – a perfect match for his flying machine – and
a black spherical helmet that completely covered his head. The helmet’s
visor shone a hypnotic shade of green. A thick belt was wrapped tightly
round his waist, covered in compact and useful gadgets and tools.
The cubicle disappeared back into the platform’s surface.
Striding confidently, High-Tech Green Thing walked towards the front of
the flying machine. A ladder descended from its underside. He grabbed
it. Immediately the ladder retracted, pulling the hero up into an opening
in the hull and straight into the flying machine’s cockpit. The
messenger bird followed.
Once inside, High-Tech Green Thing sat himself into a well-padded chair.
The messenger bird perched right behind him. The cockpit’s display
surfaces faded up and displayed reams of information on the huge flying
machine’s status and functionality.
High-Tech Green Thing issued two commands. “Initiate launch sequence.
Open the cavern doors.”
“I OBEY.” The flying machine responded.
From the cockpit’s panoramic transparent canopy a widening shaft
of light could be seen up on the cavern’s ceiling. The flying machine’s
propulsion system rumbled to life.
With a blast of super-heated particles, the flying machine rose like a
hawk on acid and blasted through the opening in the cavern’s ceiling.
High-Tech Green Thing looked around at the green and pleasant landscape
that fell away below. “Locate the origin of the distress horn.”
The flying machine’s computer obeyed. “LOCATING… ORIGIN:
THE VILLAGE OF GRIMUK IN THE VALLEY OF OMAHL.”
High-Tech Green Thing shook his head. “I bet it has something to
do with that stupid apeworm. All right, take us there.”
The flying machine rolled to the west and thundered towards its destination.