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At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Arella was walking past some shops in Gordon, when she somehow sensed the presence of people below her.

"But the only thing below could be... drains! They're in the drains."

Arella managed to contact a man from the water board, with help from the manager, and the man, Timothy McClaine agreed to show her through the underground network of drains, so that they could find the Legion.

"It will also be good to have you around when we find them, because you are an adult," said Arella.

Equipped with torches, the two of them entered the network, using a storm water drain outlet in the eastern outskirts of Gordon. They walked for nearly an hour before they heard some voices and located the Legion Of Sensible Adults.

"You dare bring a girl here!" said a middle aged lady.

"It's alright. I won't giggle at all" said Arella, "You've won. The mayor agreed to your letter. It will be on the news tonight."
"One of us will go to the surface and watch the news tonight," said a man.

"I shall go," said another, "I have a television set, and my house is closest to our secret exit."

"I'll go with you" said Arella.

"No. You will stay here where we can keep an eye on you," said the middle aged lady. She added that her name was Wilma Reebil.

"If I find that you have lied, when I watch the news, the bomb will still go off at midnight."

"Well I have not lied, so long as Ann's arrest went according to plan. Once we find the bomb, we are going to have to talk to these people about giggling. It can be lots of fun, and they shouldn't be allowed to ban it," thought Arella.

 

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The man returned just after seven o'clock and announced that, "the mayor has made good on Arella's words."

"Well I am not satisfied," said the middle-aged lady, "You allow a young girl of all people into our secret headquarters. She could have giggled at any moment."

"Well we do trust her," said the man who had gone to watch the evening news, "Our message about children giggling has been received and accepted by the adults of the North Shore line. So we must reveal the location of the bomb and assist with disarming it."

(In this warp zone version of earth, the Kuringai Council jurisdiction included the entire North Shore suburban area from Hornsby to North Sydney. Milson's Point was part of the area governed by the Sydney City Council. Asquith and the next several suburbs came under, of all things, the Shire of Mount Colah).

"No. I still don't trust young girls. I am going now , and you'll never find the bomb," said the middle aged lady, as she disappeared further into the underground network, "I took it from our original hiding spot, and put it somewhere else. So I fooled all of you."

"She's far more devoted to this than any of the others in the Legion Of Sensible Adults. I must try to read her mind and find out why," thought Arella.

Arella ran after the fleeing lady. As a child she had the advantage. Like the man from the water board, the middle aged lady had to stoop downwards, bent over a little to avoid bumping her head on the upper part of the drain. Arella was too short to be hindered in that way. So she ran after Wilma Reebil and soon caught up with her.

"It's no use. I cannot read her mind either. It is only Ann's mind that I can read," thought the dream sensitive from earth.

"Look, tell me why you're upset," said Arella.

"You wouldn't know anything. You think I am just a fussy fun-spoiling adult. Well you're wrong. I had a little girl once, a twelve-year-old girl who looked a bit like you, because of her blonde hair. She used to giggle so much that I was afraid that she would end up in a lot of trouble for it, and one day she laughed herself to death! Now I have lost her," said Wilma.

"I'm so sorry, but we're running out of time. Don't you know that if you don't stop the bomb, then we'll all lose lots of other people as well, when the bomb explodes in the middle of tonight," said Arella.

"I'm not going to help you. You're a tricky little girl yourself."

"She hates giggling, and she hates the death of her little girl, and I remind her of her little girl. So what can I do?"

'"You've got to help us," she said as she burst into tears, "Without that bomb being found, you will kill a lot of innocent people."

 

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