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Bud rapped on the glass. “Hey, cut it short, professor!”
Tom made no response. Bud became aware of a low ticking noise. He started to rap again.
Suddenly Bud’s eyes widened. The telephone handset was on the hook!
Then he noticed a red trickle dripping from his friend’s head!
Tom was unconscious!
“Good grief!” Bud tried to open the door, but it refused to budge more than an inch. Tom was braced in such a way that his leg was jamming the door shut!
Meanwhile, the sinister ticking continued. Bud was frantic. “There may be a time bomb in there!”
CHAPTER X
NIGHT VISIONS
AS Bud tugged desperately at the phone-booth door, the manager emerged from backstage.
“Clear the theater!” Bud shouted. “And call the police!” As the manager hurried toward him, Bud hastily explained the situation.
“But what about the bomb?” the horrified manager stammered. “You two will be-”
“Never mind that! Get everyone out of here!”
The manager dashed off. Bud pried the door open a little farther and slipped an arm inside. Tom opened his eyes groggily.
“Tom! Snap out of it!” Bud grabbed the young inventor and jerked him up.
“Come on, pal! Get moving! There’s a bomb in there!”
Tom quickly collected his wits and staggered out. Bud spotted a metal box under the seat.
“There’s the bomb!” he exclaimed. “Let’s get out of here!”
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NIGHT VISIONS 81
“Turn up the houselights on the way out if you can find the switch,” Tom said coolly.
Bud gaped. “What about you?”
“Go on-do as I say!” Tom was already on his knees, opening the box.
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