We made it through the Pond Cave with minimal difficulty. We fought a few slugs and spiders, the occasional mushroom; but nothing very bad happened.
We emerged in view of Stonehenge.
"Is this the real one?" I wondered. "I've heard of there being a Stonehenge on an island called Great Britain. But which is the real one?"
"Don't worry," BJ said. "We can figure that out after we save the world."
"If we get the Power Crystal back," I reminded him. He slumped. "Oh, sorry!"
I suppose BJ will never forgive himself for having forgot the Power Crystal. But it wasn't his fault.
We continued beyond Stonehenge.
"Ungaa!" someone or something yelled primally.
"Cave Boy," Tony relayed morbidly. "Very difficult."
From a hole in the middle of Stonehenge arose one, two, three Cave Boys.
"Cave Boys are stronger than Gruff Goats. Jeff once told me he had trouble fighting them. He had to use Bottle rockets over and over to weaken them sufficiently."
"Do you have any Bottle rockets besides the one you used on the goat?" BJ asked.
"Sadly, no. So I suggest we beat a path to the lab right now."
Tony ran off, screaming.
Picky and BJ shrugged their shoulders and ran after him.
"Why run?" Ñrutas asked.
I picked him up and ran after them.

Tony
I held the door open for the others. Picky, BJ, Tracy and Ñrutas all went in, then I went in too and closed the door behind me.
"Dr. Andonuts?" I called.
A balding man in a white lab coat looked up from his box of donuts.
"Mphr? Mph meph?"
He swallowed the donut he was eating, and asked again: "Where's Jeff?"
"Jeff... was kidnapped," I replied. "My friends and I are going to try and find him."
"New friends?" Dr. Andonuts asked. "I recognise the Mr. Saturn, but not the others."
"Yes. Tracy Lee--"
"Sister of Ness Lee?"
I nodded, and continued: "Picky Minch--"
"Any relation to that fat jerk, Pokey?"
"Yeah," Picky muttered. "Brother."
"BJ Nichols. And yeah, probably the exact same one you're thinking of," I said, cutting off the Doctor. "And Ñrutas, the Mr. Saturn."
"Ah, good, good. Now, what do you need, Mr. Armuffin?"
"We need a Sky Runner. You do have one available, right?"
"Yes, I do. Just walk into it, and tell it where you want to go. It should work."
He motioned to it, and we climbed in.

"Where should we go?" I asked. "Try to find a lot of PSI fluctuation," I offered. "Ness and Paula are both very powerful PSI users. They should pop up in a routine PSI-scan."
"But would Dr. Andonuts use PSI-scanning?" Picky asked. "And what is that, anyways?"
Dr. Andonuts' voice buzzed onto the intercom.
"No, that's not something I use. However, the Sky Runner can seek out something you focus on yourself. Just go to the controller and focus on it."
Tracy went over to the controller system.
"Ness... Paula... Lomond... Jeff...." she began chanting.
Suddenly, the Sky Runner lifted up, and we fell to the ground; except for Tracy, who was sitting at the control station.
We struggled to our feet.
"Watch it, Tracy!" Picky chided.
The Sky Runner shot out of the Lab, and began to head to the southwest. At least, that's what the onboard computers said.
"Where are we headed?" Ñrutas wondered. It seemed he was gaining a better grasp of the English language.
"I think Fourside," BJ mused. "But I'd have to check it on a map."
I called up a map and confirmed BJ's guess. "But that's assuming that's the furthest we go," I noted.
"True," BJ admitted. "We're heading in the direction of Fourside. Tony, could you specify if there are any other locations along a line overlapping our location from Fourside?"
"Just the Dusty Dunes Desert, and scattered islands."
"We can probably assume we're heaed for Fourside, then," Picky proposed.
"Yeah! Fourside!" Ñrutas exclaimed. "BJ... what's Fourside?"
"It's a big city, 'Roots. Very big."
The Sky Runner began to beep annoyingly.
Great, he hasn't worked that bug out yet? I thought.
"What does that mean, Tony?" Tracy asked me.
"The Sky Runners aren't exactly the epitome of mechanical prowess," I replied. "They crash often."
"Often being how long?" she pressed.
"Uh... every time they're used?"
"Oh great," Picky muttered.
The Foursidian skyline began to flash by faster and faster. Faster.... faster until it was a blur.
"We're going to die..." Tracy cried.
BJ was unusually silent. Then again, he was trying to hold Ñrutas, who was bouncing faster than we were crashing, back from flying around the inside of the Sky Runner.
"Crashing's fun!" Ñrutas screamed.
"You haven't even done it once yet!" BJ countered, finally breaking his silence.
I looked out of the window. From an open window somewhere in Fourside, I saw strings fly out and grab the Sky Runner, bringing it to a much easier crash.

We struggled out of the wreckage of the Sky Runner.
"Can we do that again, BJ?" Ñrutas asked. Clearly, the potential for death in the situation had not occured to him.
"No," BJ said curtly. "I'd much rather not do that again."
I wonder what those strings were... I thought.

Picky
"We're back in Fourside," I said. "Are they here?"
"Picky?" Paula asked psychically. "Is that you?"
"Paula!" Tracy cried. "Where are you?"
"I don't know," she replied. "I can hear you, but I've been blindfolded or blinded."
"Tony," I asked, "could you see if you could possibly salvage the scanner software from the Sky Runner?"
"I'll try," he answered. "But I won't make any promises. Jeff was the one who developed this Runner's scanner software... using his own programming language: Jeff++. Worst of all, he didn't tell anyone the logic behind the language, so I couldn't interpret at all: of course, that's assuming he doesn't comment his code."
Tony went into the wreckage of the Sky Runner. And then a whole massing of people started swarming around.
"It's a UFO, I tell you!" one portly woman exclaimed.
"But then where are the aliens?" a smartly dressed woman with glasses pressed.
"Those children were kidnapped by the aliens, but managed to wrest control of this UFO from the mothership!" the first woman offered.
"I doubt that highly." The second woman adjusted her rimmed glasses and applied a bit of makeup to her cheeks. "I have to be ready to open Enrich Field," she noted. "Venus is going to sing the national anthem before the Jesters and Enrichs play their baseball game."
"The Jesters," BJ whispered. "That's the Threed team. I wonder..." The second woman wandered off.
"Who was that?" Tracy wondered.
"I can still hear you," Paula responded. "But I'm still visionless. I'm going to try a prayer."
"A what?" Ñrutas wondered. "Praire?"
"Prayer," BJ corrected. "I'd explain, but I feel like someone's manipulating me into not explaining."
I rolled my eyes.
"OK, Paula," I psychically communicated. "Begin the prayer."
Suddenly I felt Paula's mind close itself to everyone else.
"Get ready," I warned. "Something weird's going to happen."
"What are you doing?" the woman cried. "Get away from that UFO!"
She pulled Tony, having finally noticed him, from the wreckage of the Sky Runner.
"I don't want to be out of it. And it's not a UFO," he muttered, wresting himself from the woman's grip. He returned to the wreckage.
BJ went over to the woman and dragged her off. "Listen to my friend," I heard him say, leading the woman to the museum entrance. "He needs to be in there."
"No, he doesn't!" the woman argued.
"Yes, he does!" BJ shot back.
Tony finally willingly came out of the Sky Runner, holding a giant .
"Here it is," he said.
"Picky, Tracy, Ñrutas, I just finished the prayer. Did you see anything?"
"No," Tracy replied out loud. "But we should be able to find you now. We've salvaged something from the Sky Runner."
"Oh, that's good. If it's the search software, it's very good."
Looks like it's very good, I thought.
"Here, Tracy," Tony said, giving her the search scanner. "I suppose you should be the one to use it."
"Thanks for trusting me," she said. She gripped the scanner tightly in her hands and began to chant: "Paula... Paula..." Eventually her voice faded to a whisper, then faded away altogether.
She closed her eyes.
"Do you see anything?" BJ asked. "Or sense, for that matter."
She shook her head, and began to slowly turn.
"Paula!" I cried psychically. "Try to give off some PSI wave or something!" Then Tracy began to walk towards the street. In the direction of a moving car.