“What kind of hint am I supposed to take in that case then?” Space Janitor (051-060) asked. “That I don’t want to be turned on. Do you get what I’m saying? Let me sit this one out. I’m bored, it doesn’t interest me. Oh no, you, on the other hand, have got your own ideas. … Continue reading Space Janitor 051-060 →

Space Janitor (060) realised that it went far deeper than he realised. The footprints went on deeper and deeper. Space Janitor was thankful for the light that gave his eyes some form of respite from the darkness. As Space Janitor walked, he could see that there were shelves and shelves of all different food types. … Continue reading Space Janitor 060 →

Space Janitor (059) abandoned the notion as little jets of gunk shot out at him attempting to get a grip on him. Space Janitor entered the alcove. He could feel the closeness of the gunk as he struggled to make his way forward. The alcove was narrow. It was made even tighter by the damage … Continue reading Space Janitor 059 →

“There’s a small chance that it might be something,” said Space Janitor (058). “Well, tell me, and I’ll give you a calculation,” Spenglactic chirped. “Let me follow it. Somehow it feels as if your calculations may be designed to dissuade me.” “Who me, never,” said Spenglactic. What Space Janitor saw represented the briefest glimmer of … Continue reading Space Janitor 058 →

“I don’t know what the sign would be, but I know in my heart that it’s not the case,” said Space Janitor (057). “You’re heart means nothing. Don’t rely on it for anything. Look at me, I don’t have a heart. I’m getting on, OK.” chirped Spenglactic. “Is hopelessly dangling from the back of some, … Continue reading Space Janitor 057 →