You care more about your dumb mysteries than your family? Well then, you can have them!" Stan shoved his brother, but instead of being knocked down, Ford began to float. "Whoa, whoa, hey, what's going on? Hey, hey, Stanford…"
"Stanley! Stanley, help me!" Ford screamed as he floated towards the portal.
"Oh, no! What do I do?"
"Stanley! Stanley, do something! Stanley!"
Ford looked so scared. Whatever was in that thing must be bad. He had to save his brother. No matter what.
He had an idea. A dumb idea. But it didn't have to be smart. It just had to work.
Before he could talk himself out of it, Stan leaped towards his brother. The lack of gravity propelling him higher. He grabbed Ford and pushed him away from the portal.
Unfortunately, Newton's Third Law of Motion meant that the action of pushing Ford away from the portal caused the equal and opposite reaction of Stan being sucked into the portal.
"NO! STANLEY!" Ford tried in vain to reach for his brother as Stan disappeared into the portal.
A blinding white light came followed by gravity returning full force. Ford hit his head on the ground. The room around him began to grow dark. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was the portal shutting down.
"Stanley…"