text: [Themes: Humor, time travel]
  
  > go downward
  You would have to get off the toilet first.
  
  As the chaos dies down, you hear a faint voice through the door. Paul! "Alex, it's me!"
  "Paul! Don't come in. The room is flooded and the water is electric!" "I leave you alone for one minute ... anyway, listen! 26.3 % of the people on this plane have turned into Sharkmen."
  "Only the biosex males?"
  "Okay, okay, into Sharkpeople. Anyway, listen: I'll try to be as inconspicuous  as possible, but they're looking for you. It's only a matter of time till they found out you're stuck in that unfortunate body."
  "Well, my original body is rotting in an endless chasm on Mercury, so..."
  "One thing at a time. You know that multitasking is horrible for your stress level."
  "What is your plan?"
  "Your soul has wandered before, and I don't mean that krokodil you did with those Russian dealers. When you saved me, you jumped into -" "Enough exposition and recap! You're saying I should find a way to jump into Ellison?"
  But Paul doesn't answer, and there's the some commotion outside the door.
  "Get him!" says a deep, dark Sharkman voice.
  "Don't hurt me!"
  "Why not?"
  "Please, I'll tell you literally everything!"
  "Where is your husband?"
  "Okay, maybe I meant figurativ-ouch"
  It sickens you to your stomach as you hear something heavy slump against the door. A second later someone bangs on the door.
  "Open up! Sharkpolice!"
  "Sorry, sir, I'm a little girl with Typhoid fever and you don't want to come in here!"
  (You knew all this Victorian novels Paul made you read would be good for something at some point.)
  "Uh...okay" says the Sharkpoliceman, uncertainty in his voice. "Then, uh, stay in there till we land. And you guys, carry this scum away."
  
  > Pet rat
  You run a hand across his soft back, and he arches it, cat-like, with half-closed eyes.
  
  > jump
  You jump on the spot.
  
  > touch rat
  You pat him on his thick stomach, which he takes stoically.
  
  > read the book
  You begin to read. "It was only seconds ago that the sound of a gunshot caught you off guard.". Already your eyelids beging to drop. Soon you fall asleep. There is a a dream sequence cut for length and as you open your eyes you find yourself not yourself at all...
  
  Airplane Bathroom (on the toilet)
  This room is gigantic! From up here on the toilet you see a deadly ocean of electrified water, a huge sink (forever out of reach) and an Air Vent high up on the wall, almost reachable.
  
  The dead husk of the robot lies here, sparking occasionally.
  
  On the toilet you can see Marsha.
  
  > look at Marsha
  Aww. She's asleep. But, apart from that, you think you could use here as a stepping stone to enter the air vent.
  
  > About yourself
  Aww, just look at you. You have a pear-shaped body, with small, scrawny leg and feet.Your thick, soft fur is mostly brown with a huge white spot on the tummy.
  
  > pet yourself
  You scratch him between the ears, and he sits very still and closes his eyes.
  
  > enter Vent
  You climb onto Marsha's side with some effort. Man, living the cage life on cheese and crackers has not prepared you for this. It's all Paul's fault, you muse, as you take aim at the opening of the air duct, he's far too nice to this rat. Then again, he is, or was, too you. You feel a pang of longing for the old home life, with your rampages on New Year's Day the only break in the blissful monotony. And then you jump.
  Small feet scramble on the smooth wall as gravity takes an unflatteringly strong hold on your rear end. You scratch and push and scowl, but finally you're in the air vent. You rest there for a minute and listen to your heartbeat, resting flat on the cool metal. You count 387 beats a minute and hope that's in the normal range.
  
  A featureless air duct, which continues north.
  
  > go north
  Amidst all the noise from the plane you seem to hear a faint whirring sound.You don't feel safe at all. NOT AT ALL SAVE. Oops, typo. I meant safe.
  
  > Go north
  The strange whirring seems to grow louder. And then a shadow covers the square of light from the air vent behind you. The robot has returned, fueled more by vengeance than his 12 AA batteries! A terrible monstrosity of broken wiring and hatred, it ever so slowy rolls towards you, the huge blades in front of it scraping the edges of the air duct.
  
  The robot is very close! The air from the endlessly twirling blades, which will soon hack you to pieces, is still quite refreshing.
  
  > Go south
  A featureless air duct, which continues north.
  
  The robot is very close! The air from the endlessly twirling blades, which will soon hack you to pieces, is still quite refreshing.
  
  > Go south
  A featureless air duct, which continues north.
  
  The robot is here!
  
  The robot has caught up to you! The last thing you see are the whirling blades and ... uh, kids ... then you talk about your differences and decide on a course of action everyone can agree on.
  
  > Examine duct
  Which do you mean, Air Duct or Air Duct?
  
  > look
  A featureless air duct, which continues north.
  
  Robot arrives from the south.
  
  The robot has caught up to you! The last thing you see are the whirling blades and ... uh, kids ... then you talk about your differences and decide on a course of action everyone can agree on.
  
  > Go north
  The air duct ends here.
  
  There is a grating here, leading outside the plane to the north.
  
  > Go north
  (first opening the grating)
  It's still wired firmly to the wall!
  
  > examine the grating
  A sturdy metal grating, looped to the wall not so sturdily with some loops of wire, on in each corner.
  
  The robot is very close! The air from the endlessly twirling blades, which will soon hack you to pieces, is still quite refreshing.
  
  > Bite wire
  Which do you mean, the upper right wire, the upper left wire, the lower right wire or the lower left wire?
  
  > Upper right
  You gnaw off the upper right wire.
  
  > Bite lower left
  You gnaw off the lower left wire.
  
  Robot arrives from the south.
  
  The robot has caught up to you! The last thing you see are the whirling blades and ... uh, kids ... then you talk about your differences and decide on a course of action everyone can agree on.
  
  > Go north
  A featureless air duct, which continues north.
  
  The strange whirring seems to grow louder. And then a shadow covers the square of light from the air vent behind you. The robot has returned, fueled more by vengeance than his 12 AA batteries! A terrible monstrosity of broken wiring and hatred, it ever so slowy rolls towards you, the huge blades in front of it scraping the edges of the air duct.
  
  The robot is very close! The air from the endlessly twirling blades, which will soon hack you to pieces, is still quite refreshing.
  
  A featureless air duct, which continues north.
  
  A featureless air duct, which continues north.
  
  > Go north
  A featureless air duct, which continues north.
  
  A featureless air duct, which continues north.
  
  > Go north
  The air duct ends here.
  
  There is a grating here, leading outside the plane to the north.
  
  (first opening the grating)
  It's still wired firmly to the wall!
  
  > Go north
  The air duct ends here.
  
  There is a grating here, leading outside the plane to the north.
  
  (first opening the grating)
  It's still wired firmly to the wall!
  
  > Bite upper left
  You gnaw off the upper left wire.
  
  > Bite upper right
  You gnaw off the upper right wire.
  
  > Bite lower left
  You gnaw off the lower left wire.
  
  > Bite lower right
  You gnaw off the lower right wire.
  
  > go to the north
  (first opening the grating)
  Looking back at the half crazed machine, and looking down into the deceptively calm blue of the sky, you ponder for a moment. A gust of wind makes the decision for you and whips you out of the plane with a surprised squeak!
  
  So much blue...
  
  > Up
  Gravity disagrees!
  
  > jump
  Nope, the only thing you can do here is fall.