She thought about it for a minute.

“Well I did see some sort of gas coming from a strange plant…Perhaps that may of been the cause?”

She wondered if a gas from a plant could even cause a situation like this.

“Seems like as good a reason as any,” he nodded. “Now, let’s see…”

He opened up his toolbox and began rooting through it. After a while, half of him was in there, digging deep until a faint “a-ha!” could be heard.

He came back up brandishing a silver ray-gun. On both sides, it bore the label of Size-o-Beam 2000.

“It’s funny what folks throw away,” he remarked, showing it to her. “You wanna try this?”