Connected to Turbina the Jet Car’s on-board computer, Duetta
created a digital filter across the roof of the Great Spiral Ramp - and they
all watched as the pointy spam drew close. Some of the spam was huge, but the
filter held and one by one they stuck fast. All except for a single spam. "A blighter got
through," shouted the Wabbit. Duetta snarled a command to a confederate. "Round it up and hold it for questioning!" Up on the ramp, Lapinette and Wabsworth
watched a Red Spider clinically capture the spam and inject it with venom. "I said
hold it for questioning, not eat it," shouted Duetta. Skratch looked at the Wabbit
and the Wabbit raised his eyes skywards as the Red Spiders detained any spam
that somehow made it through. "I wouldn’t
like to be spam today," said Skratch. "No, there’s a nip in the air," said the
Wabbit looking across to Turbina. "My
computer is at the limit of its capacity," she said, "and I’m trying to keep
Duetta out of my database." "Cut her off," said the Wabbit, "her job is done." The filter froze in place with its cargo of
trapped spam and the Red Spiders clicked and hissed in satisfaction. Then there
was silence. Lapinette was speaking in
Wabsworth’s ear but in the still her whisper was a shout. "Is the spam dead,
Wabsworth?" "I’m not sure how sentient they were," replied Wabsworth. "They’re dead but not as we know it." "Hey Wabbit!" said Skratch. The Wabbit turned
and Skratch mimed a camera. "If I saw
this in the movies, I wouldn’t believe it!"
