Leave someone at the entrance holding the end of the ball of string so you can find your way out.
Maybe this has been covered in the comments already, but my assumption at this point is that Calvin and the old lab assistant are the same person.
I’m with Mildred and Lottie. If time travel’s involved, it’s worth risking detention to get at it.
Shauna is already on Mr. Knott’s “watch” list. Does she dare risk now going truant, just to explore the time hole? Maybe she can convince him it should be allowed, as a history field trip!
They’re time traveling. Why not come back at the instant that they left?
The Campaign for Real Time will not stand for this.
They had better hope that theTime Lords don’t get involved in this.
“Come toward The Light, Che…uh…Mildred!”
Lottie’s comment in the final panel has John Coltrane’s “A Love Supreme” playing in my head, with “weed” substituted for “love”:
A weed supreme a weed suprme a weed supreme …
May 03, 2017
PoodleGroomer over 6 years ago
Leave someone at the entrance holding the end of the ball of string so you can find your way out.
Tom_Tildrum over 6 years ago
Maybe this has been covered in the comments already, but my assumption at this point is that Calvin and the old lab assistant are the same person.
scyphi26 over 6 years ago
I’m with Mildred and Lottie. If time travel’s involved, it’s worth risking detention to get at it.
seismic-2 Premium Member over 6 years ago
Shauna is already on Mr. Knott’s “watch” list. Does she dare risk now going truant, just to explore the time hole? Maybe she can convince him it should be allowed, as a history field trip!
MCProfessor over 6 years ago
They’re time traveling. Why not come back at the instant that they left?
MeanBob Premium Member over 6 years ago
The Campaign for Real Time will not stand for this.
RonBerg13 Premium Member over 6 years ago
They had better hope that theTime Lords don’t get involved in this.
reynard61 over 6 years ago
“Come toward The Light, Che…uh…Mildred!”
GaryCooper over 6 years ago
Lottie’s comment in the final panel has John Coltrane’s “A Love Supreme” playing in my head, with “weed” substituted for “love”:
A weed supreme a weed suprme a weed supreme …