Arcade Catastrophe

Early to bed, early to rise,” Ziggy said. “Early or late,

Early to bed, early to rise," Ziggy said. "Early or late, sleep is sleep," Victor grunted

Lindy produced the tiny chest and started prying at it with her fingers. “It’s stuck, but the lid has some wiggle to it. Wait, here we go.” She lifted the small lid, and simultaneously the top of the chest folded open as well. And then the chest kept unfolding in astonishing ways, as if lid after lid were opening in unpredictable directions. With a startled squeal, Lindy dropped the miniature chest as it transformed as well, mimicking the larger version.