Suddenly, his room changed. Books floated off his shelf. His coffee cup hung sideways, liquid frozen in a brown arc. His desk lamp pointed up , but the light fell down — then sideways — then into his own eyes.
Leo typed:
For a second, nothing happened. Then, the Google logo cracked . A hairline fracture split the blue 'g', and the second 'o' wobbled like a loose tooth. Leo leaned closer. google gravity mr
Leo hesitated. Then he dragged the fallen microphone icon into the empty search box. It clicked like a seatbelt. Suddenly, his room changed
Thunk.
The "I'm Feeling Lucky" button pulsed. Leo clicked it. nothing happened. Then
Leo typed: Who is this?