The Virtual World Of Dr Eelerfant Summary

The Virtual World of Doctor Eelerfanté

Dave woke up in his kitty-cat pajamas. He had dreamt of cats. This boy was quite peculiar. He went downstairs to eat breakfast. While he was pouring himself a bowl of Cheerios, he glanced at the microwave clock. “It’s already ten o'clock?!?! How could I be this late for school?” He knocked over his cereal, milk and all, and rushed out of the house. He ran to his bus stop and sat down. “Darn it! I forgot my pants!” He was standing there in his underwear in the middle of October. He ran home put some pants on, and as he opened the door his mom grabbed his shirt and said, “Davis Jacob Johnson! What are you doing with your backpack. You are 13 years old, and should know better than to go to school on
No, I don’t believe I have,” replied Morgan Freeman. As they took a closer look to examine the green “gnats”, they found that they weren’t gnats at all. They were little green ones and zeroes zooming in and out of sight. This confirmed Morgan’s suspicions about their surroundings. They were indeed trapped in the virtual world of Dr. Eelerfanté. “Didn’t the doctor say we could conjure anything we could think of?” asked Dave. “I think he did,” said the cat in Morgan’s arms. They all jumped back in surprise. This was a normal everyday cat, how could it talk. “How are you talking?” asked Flabby. Before the cat known as jimmy could answer, Azul piped up and said, “I believe that the cat, the one you call ‘Jimmy’ wished he could talk. This confirms that we certainly can conjure anything we want to.” “wait!” Dave exclaimed. “He also said he would create a nuclear bomb!” “Atomic, it’s an atomic bomb,” said Morgan. “Why does that matter?” asked Flabby. “It just does,” said Morgan Freeman in an oddly pouty (and not at all narrator-like)
Something had fallen. He went downstairs. There it was lying on the cold kitchen floor. The item that had caused the ruckus lay on a black tile close to the sink. It was a mouse. It was not a living mouse, nor a dead one. It was a computer mouse. He reached out for it when the floor split in two. Fractured, they glided away from each other. He looked into the gap and saw nothing, nothing but… stars! He was in space! How long until I suffocate? Will I survive! Thoughts like these flew through his head. Wait, none of this is real. I’m still in the virtual world. I need to find the others, but first I need to get that mouse. He ran backwards, began to speed forward, and threw himself as far as he could. He felt a sharp pain in his nose followed by a trickle of blood. He had broken his nose. He grabbed the mouse and before he could move he was frozen solid. He was suspended in