Tom walked down the long hall of the Nautilus to his room. As he looked down the many hallways branching off of the one he was on, he wondered grumpily why in the world Nemo would want to make every hallway identical. How does he find his way around?! Tom had so far learned to make it to all the main areas of the ship, but if he wanted to go anywhere else he was lost. Why couldn't Nemo put some sort of landmark, some difference, so people could find their way around? Well, no use grumbling about it...
Tom had been in a very grumpy mood all morning. As soon as he got out of bed, he tripped over a stray lamp (how it got on the floor, he didn't know) and bashed his nose against the table. Then, when he got to breakfast, he found out he got up late and had to eat his stone-cold food all by himself. He wouldn't have minded that, if he had a newspaper or something to read, but the only thing in reach was a book of maps, which he was in no mood to look at.
Well, as soon as he got down the hall to his door, he found a note on it. It said:
TO ALL LEAGUE MEMBERS:
Please meet Rodney Skinner in the big empty room next to the library in one hour.
Thank you.
Great...now what is he up to....Tom thought suspiciously.