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Junior Surprise Event '10
Junior Surprise Event '10
Crusade ’10
Junior Surprise Event
In his dreams, (ii) bishops tormented him. They all walked into his house and
demanded he find them a place to stay. He always declined with a heavy heart,
but directed them to his friend (iii)'s inn across the street. (iii) would know
exactly what to do.
Unfortunately, that night, (iii) was quite busy. He was working on twenty-odd
different problems at the same time. He wanted to travel across the world to
escape all the distractions. To plot his itinerary, he needed a globe.
"I just have one globe," said (i). "I can't lend it to you."
"No matter," said (iv) and (v). "Just smash it into (ii) pieces and you'll have as
many as you need."
"That's crazy," said (i), but he did it anyway, and it worked.
So (iii) set out to find a place he could work in peace. Three years later, he was
declared missing in the Bermuda triangle. (vi) mourned the loss greatly, for his
famous conjecture now seemed doomed to remain unverified!?
Meanwhile, word of his search spread, and (viii) heard of it. He wrote to (vi),
offering to help. "If you wish to know about triangles, I can help. Triangles,
magic carpets or (ii). They're my specialty. But I believe you need information
about more dimensions than I deal in. Contact my friend (ix); you can find him
in the seas."
So (vi) plunged into the ocean, but due to a leak in his diving suit he found
himself sinking to the seabed, which was covered in tiles. There was a similarly
tiled house some way off.
"I think I know who lives here," he thought, just as (x) emerged from the front
door and greeted him.
"I insist upon showing you my new computer," said (x). "I used it to reinvent
(xi)!"
"As (xi) himself says, you have nothing to lose by believing me."
"Time is short. I must find (iii). Anyway, if I were in a dilemma, I would choose
to follow (xii)'s theory rather than (xi)'s."
(x) glared at him. "(xi) is perhaps the only one who can help you. He's a
magician of sorts; he can pull rabbits out of numbers!"
"All right," said (vi). "(xiii) would have been impressed to see that trick. Rabbits
were close to his heart. He always wished they would grow on trees."
They walked into a huge cavern, in one corner of which lay a small metal cube.
"This beauty can improve every program in the world by a factor of (xiv),"
bragged (x).
"Very nice," said (vi). "If you used it (ii) times on the same program, (xv) would
feel vindicated. This particular area always was his Achilles' heel."
Then (vi) realized something else. If that happened, both (vii) and his theory
could be tested. He didn't need to look for (iii) anymore.