The Snooty Professor and the Natural Philosopher (Hollow Earth Expedition Ssn1 ep18a)

This is an ongoing story about a lost world of hungry dinosaurs, sinister villains, and non-stop action. If you’re new to Hollow Earth Expedition, I suggest starting at the beginning.

Professor Limefellow measured the width of the footprint with his ruler, making a divot in the compressed soil to indicate the twelve-inch point. Moving the foot of the ruler to the divot, he measured out the next twelve inches, then the next. He carefully recorded the total size in his notebook and repeated the process for the length of the foot, as well as the dimensions of the three great toes.

It was the spoor of Tyrannosaurus rex, he had no doubt. Surely, the other members of the expedition would be thrilled—Limefellow felt confident that this was the most exciting thing that could possibly happen in the course of their expedition in this strange land. Furthermore, the size of the print and the depth of the impression suggested an animal half again as large as the fossil records indicated. Either the paleontology community had discovered mere pygmy versions of this dinosaur, or, as Limefellow suspected, its evolution had continued over the past sixty million years in this isolated wilderness, where the conditions favored vastly larger descendants. It might even be classified as a new species—perhaps he would name it Tyrannosaurus imperialis. No matter what name he picked, the grant money was sure to roll in.

Limefellow brushed the dust off his ruler and tucked it neatly back into its designated pocket within his briefcase. He stood, positioned his bolo hat on his head, and studied the trackless jungle surrounding him. Despite his revolutionary zoological discovery, he still needed to discover his way back to base-camp.

“You seem to be lost,” someone said from behind him.

Startled, Limefellow spun around but saw no one. He peered into the underbrush, but no one hid within. Instinctively, he clutched his briefcase to his chest and slowly backed towards a tree.

“Don’t be afraid,” the unseen person said again. The voice was throaty without being deep, and he spoke with the hint of an accent that Professor Limefellow, Doctor of Philology, could not quite place.

“Who are you?” Limefellow said. “Show yourself and declare your intentions.”

“I already have shown myself, but you ground-monkeys never bother to look up.”

Limefellow placed his hand on his hat and tilted his head back. There, above him, hung a chimpanzee, gripping a branch with his feet and dangling upside-down with as little effort as it took Limefellow to stand upright on the ground. Stranger still, this chimp wore clothes—coarse woven fibers that formed trousers, shirt, and vest. The reddish-brown hair of the chimp’s body was visible only at his wrists, ankles, on top of his shaggy head, and beneath his rounded chin. Strapped to his back were a satchel and a stocky firearm, and on his flat nose were clipped a pair of round spectacles.

“You and I have much to speak about,” said the chimp-man. “Unless, of course, your species has not yet evolved the power of language.”



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Sechin Tower is a teacher, game developer, and author of MAD SCIENCE INSTITUTE, a novel of creatures, calamities, and college matriculation. He lives in Seattle, Washington.
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