It was a normal Friday morning for Allen Hitel. He was on his way to work at the cheese factory. Little did he know the horrible fate that awaited him.

     "I was just thinking of the meeting were going to have with the milk factory boss. No one else was in the elevator. I was on floor one and my office was on floor two hundred fifty-nine, the top floor," we manage to get from Hitel in the elevator.

     It was going up and just stopped between floors thirty-seven and thirty-eight.

     "I was terrified and started screaming. I started panicking and must have passed out," Hitel continued. His secretary was going to the cafe on floor thirty eight for a cup of coffee when she heard screaming.

     "I wondered what it was. Everyone was back home and I was about to go too. Then I followed the noise to the elevator. I tried to open the doors but they wouldn't so I just asked, 'Who are you? Are you ok?' Then Mr. Hitel said that it was him and I called the police," she recalled.

     The elevator had many holes in it so Hitel could still breathe and was okay. He also has the lunch that his wife packed him for food.

     "She always packed me too much food. It could probably last for a few days," Hitel tried to joke.

     Now the SOSStuckInElevatorRescuePeople are trying to pry open the elevator doors and get Hitel out.

     A few months ago, Gary Anderson was sucked into his computer and time traveled. The Institute of Scientifical Information have discovered some...well...information.

     Cali Fornia, a scientist there, saw the ad that Gary had saw. Immediately, Ms. Fornia called everyone in the institute to come over. Nev Ada tied a rope extremely tightly around Ms. Fornia's waist. It was tied just so that if the computer pulled her too hard, she would slip out into the computer.

     Then Ms. Fornia deleted the ad. 

     "I'll never forget what happened next," said Mr. Newy Ork. What happened next was this: nothing.

     "Something must have gone wrong. Maybe only kids were sucked in. Maybe your name had to be Gary. Maybe after we disconnected it, it wouldn't work anymore. Maybe taking it apart stopped it. Maybe," screamed Mr. Was Hington. He was chasing the reporter because the reporter was trying to get away from his "Maybe's".

     But yes, one of these "Maybe's" might be correct.

     We have tried to talk to Gary Anderson again. He is now 10 years old in 8th grade.

     "It has come to my conclusion that I am special and you are not. So you were not sucked in and I was. This is as simple and obvious as the mustard on your tie," he said snobbily. Yes, this might be true.

     The scientists are now conducting more expirements on the computer. Ms. Tenn Esee has suggested bringing in children 9 years old in the try out the computer. Mr. Ari Zona is even trying to pull Gary away from his parents to try the computer again.

     Yes, your little Fufu might attack anytime now.

     Don't bet on fighting hamsters anymore. They may be as gentle as a dead bird!

     This was first seen by little Tiffany Gufu. Her hamster was showing symptons by attacking his celery. He ripped it all the way through. Then, the next morning, he had disappeared and there was a huge hole in his steel cage.

     "My dear little Haaaaammmmmy was always the cutest thing ever [besides my teddy bear]. He was always nibbling on my ear. See! I didn't have to go to the ear piercer anymore!" said Tiffany as she showed her ripped up ear to the reporter. It looked infected and she was brought to the Useless Hospital in East Palo Alto.

     "I had trained Fist to fight my rival's hamster Kick for 2 years. Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday, I mean, yesterday's tomorrow's yesterday, yesterday, yesterday, I was at a match. Fist was never good at this fighting stuff. He usually just sat there licking his paws, washing himself, or pooping. But yesterday's tomorrow's yesterday, yesterday, yesterday, he just nearly done killed Kick! Kick was...well...he was...sleeping. Usually, Kick ALWAYS wins. So I got a ton of money. Wanna watch me count?" said Hamster Fighting Dude. [He said this was his name. Not us.] 

     These personality changes happen over time, according to some hamster keepers. Annie Mei's Patches was a very cute little guy. But now, she has to keep him locked up in a steel room and wears metal armor to play with him.

     "It's so hard to move in it! All I can do is watch him attack my foot. It really hurts. See this hole?" she said, pointing at a old knight's foot amor piece with a chunk missing.

     The first sympton is that your hamster will turn very warm. You have to touch your hamster for this but it might bite off your finger. Oh whatever, who cares?

     Unfortunately, poor little Jamie Turkey has died on checking the second sympton.

     Which is, your hamster will be juggling knives. During this period, it would have already developed a nice, thick coat that will protect it from the sharp knives. They will just bounce off. Unfortunately again, we can't develop these types of coating. You must give your hamster a couple of knives and then pop some popcorn and watch. Be careful of the sharp edges. Get a fat person around, they have a bigger change of getting hit than you.

     If you are fat, no need to sacrafice other people.

     GOOD LUCK! (^..^) <---your little Fufu. Made by my friend Annie.