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 You realize that taking on all those Tie-Dyes isn't a particularly good idea. You dive under the bed and curl up inside a small hidey-hole behind a shoe.

 "Good," you think, "now they can't see me."

 For a little while you hear the Tie-Dyes grumbling and reaching underneath the bed. Eventually, they give up and go back to sucking on the odd glass thing that the Funny Smelling Fog is coming from.

 Inevitably, the idea of a cat-nap inevitably comes into your mind... since you are curled up here not doing anything anyway.

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