"Uh Amy what?.......  I don't know any of his codes. And what kind of code could it be? A numerical or aphabetical or phrase or combination? The Professer is beyond my intellect! A hidden button some where perhaps...... I'll hunt for a button and you put some kind of a code in." Amy began to run her hands along the walls and under edges of the seats and panel. She even tapped the ceiling with the broom.<br/><br/>"I think that we are in trouble, Akeem. I only wished that I had listened closer to him so that I would have an idea what this contrpation could be. I remember him talking about time paradoxes something or another...... and something about  parallel worlds.... worm holes and black holes and vortex something or another.... does any of those words make any sense to you, Akeem?"  Amy asked as she slumped down next to Akeem.