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In a zillion years, Nancy couldn't imagine a worse fate. Morton had pushed her into the vat and now mouse balls were streaming down on top of her. She could just see the headlines -- Computer Expert Drowns in Sea of Balls! Screaming seemed useless, but she decided to give it a try anyway. "HELP! Get me out of here," Nancy yelled. All she could hear was the boom of the machinery. No... was that a door she heard? "HELP," she tried again. She was sure she heard her name. Could it be Roger?