Harry, Ron, Hermonie, and everyone else had been embraced in wonderful sleep for the night, and were all having wonderous dreams... until something very loud woke them all up.

"COCK A DOODLE DOO!" Sally screamed, exploding into the Boy's Dorm. "WAKEY WAKEY! THE SUN ISN'T UP, YET, BUT SOME BIG IMPORTANT GUY ONCE SAID, EARLY TO BED, EARLY TO RISE MAKES A MAN HEALTHY, WEALTHY... and something else. SO UP AND AT EM!"

Everyone glared at Sally through half open eyes.

Sally gave everyone a big grin.

Ron shoved the alarm clock into Sally's face.

"IT'S TWO IN THE MORNING!" He yelled.

Sally's grin increased.

"Yes, well, if one went to market, and the other followed in a tutu, then It's a sure fire sign that the Happy Snails eat Cheese Logs every Friday!"

There was a long moment of silence.

All eyes were staring at Sally as if he was some kind bug. That had gone insane.

Sally stared down at them with his usual stupid grin. The little simpleton.

Finally, Ron spoke.

"Don't you have to be stupid somewhere else?" he demanded, angrily.

"Not until four." Sally said.

Suddenly, Everyone in the room (except Sally for obvious reasons) became aware that Calvin hadn't started screaming and yelling at Sally, and bulging out his eyeballs, and throwing his arms in all directions, and putting spells on Sally, and so on.

Everyone turned to Calvin's bed. The curtains were drawn, and no one could see inside.

Slowly, Calvin's bed mate, pulled the curtains back, and revealed... Well not much. A bed frame, two pillows, a mattress, several sheets, and a blanket.

Harry and Ron exchanged glances.

Then everyone noticed that... hmmm... Calvin's duffle bag and cardboard box was gone.

All eyes turned back to Sally.

"Sally, did you see Calvin coming up here?" Ron asked.

"Grasshoppers fly banana airplanes." Sally replied.

"What am I doing?" Ron asked, turning a look on Harry.

Just then, and right on cue, Professor McGonnagal burst into the bedroom.

"SALLY!" She screeched. "Stop bothering the students and get back into bed!"

"Oh yeah!" Sally yelled, spinning around. "Well, Don't bother ma'am! We know all about the porkchop on the eighth floor!"

McGonnagal stared at him.

"What?" She asked.

"Don't bother to deny it!" Sally spat. "We've followed all the turnip greens, and it leads right to Disney World! Your in the Nile, Ronald!"

Harry had heard just about enough of Sally's sermon, so he interrupted them.

"Professor!" He called. "Have you seen Calvin?"

McGonnagal turned a glare on Harry.

"I haven't seen him since nine. Why?"

"He's gone." Ron said. "And so's his stuff."

There was a moment of silence.

McGonnagal's eyes rolled into the back of her head.

"I knew he would do this." She muttered. "Why can't we just have a calm year here for once? That stupid kid..."

Meanwhile, Sally stood in the middle of the room, looking simple, with his eyes crossed, and staring at his nose with a big grin on his face.

"Where could he have gone?" Ron asked, scratching his head. "He wouldn't just run off for no reason."

"He went to the Department of Secrets and Mysteries." McGonnagal muttered.

All eyes stared at the teacher.

"How do you know?" Ron asked.

"I just do." McGonnagal said. "He's trying to find Sirius Black."

Harry and Ron's eyes bulged.

"He's WHAT!"

McGonnagal turned a sharp glare onto Harry.

"Now listen here." She warned. "The Headmaster and I will take care of this! Don't try and take matters into your own hands. Again."

And with that, she left room.

Dragging Sally by the feet out with her.

Harry and Ron exchanged glances, again.

"OK, Hobbes, here's the plan!" Calvin was explaining. "When we reach the Department of so forth, we'll storm in, secure the area, yell 'FREEZE TURKEYS! YOU'RE UNDER ARREST!' and dramatically save Serious from the M... from the blanks."

"Uh huh."

"And if we happen to run into the Muh... into the whatevers, then we'll whip out my trusty Time Pauser and freeze them in time stop. Or, we could take the Transmogrifier gun, and turn them into little squeaking mice! Or, we could take the MTM and..."

"Why do we have you use your perilous inventions?" Hobbes asked. "Why can't we just use our wands against them?"

"Because magic doesn't usually work on mysterious M starting with creatures unless you think real hard about happy thoughts, or something. Hobbes, I have no time for such work. I'm a very busy man."

Hobbes rolled his eyes.

"Furthermore, Using my inventions makes everything cool."

"And hazardous to my health." Hobbes added.

"Oh, shut up." Calvin muttered.

Finally, Calvin came to the phone booth that led to the Ministry of Magic. However, Calvin didn't have time to punch in the numbers required, so Calvin just hit a few buttons, and the box phased through the booth and into the Ministry.

"HA!" Calvin yelled, turning to Hobbes. "Let's see Harry do that!"

Hobbes rolled his eyes.

Calvin continued down the corridors in the box until they came to a door marked "Department of Secrets and Mysteries."

"Ya know, considering that this place is a top secret organization of doom, you'd think they could come up with a better name than 'Department of Secrets of Mysteries'."

"Why?" Hobbes asked. "What would you call it?"

"The Sinister Icy Black Hand of Death Place!" Calvin said, opening the door.

"Of corse." Hobbes said, rolling his eyes.

Calvin and Hobbes floated into the first room of the DOSAM.

The first room happened to be a circular place filled with doors.

Calvin and Hobbes looked around in all directions.

"Uuuhhh..." Calvin said, rolling his eyes around.

"Gee whiz, a guy could get lost in here!" Hobbes said.

Suddenly, the room started spinning. Slowly at first, but them fast.

"YAAAAAAAH!" Calvin and Hobbes screamed as they tumbled around the spinning room.

Finally, the whirling stopped, and Calvin and Hobbes found them selves turned around, so to speak.

"Oh great!" Calvin yelled. "How are we going to find that stupid veil with all these idiotic doors around us?"

"I dunno." Hobbes said.

Calvin muttered, and grumbled, and fished through his inventions.

He pulled his MTM out of the pile, and typed a message into the computer.

Where the heck is that stupid veil?

There was a moment of silence. Then a message came back.

For English, please press one.

Calvin blinked.

He shoved the MTM back into the pile, and turned to Hobbes.

"OK, Hobbes, the MTM isn't helping here."

"That's heart breaking." Hobbes said.

"I'm afraid we're just going to have to leap into random doors, and hope there's no three headed dogs behind them."

"Terrific."

"And we might just find ourselves in a combat situation."

"Uh huh."

"And maybe you'd like to go first."

"Yeah, or maybe I wouldn't."

"WHAT!"

"I said, Oh boy. Combat. Oh goody."

"That's the spirit!" Calvin yelled.

And with that, Calvin pushed the steering wheel forward, and roared through the door in front of them.

There, they found no three headed dogs, but a staircase leading straight downward.

Calvin licked his lips, and pushed a lever forward.

The motor hummed as Calvin lowered the Time Machine to the ground.

Finally, he reached the ground, and he looked around.

Hmmm. This appeared to be a fairly empty room with a couple of stools and a table.

But nothing of any particular intres... hmmm Was that a tapestry?

Calvin eased the Time Machine forward, and approached a veil.

It was swaying, slightly, although there wasn't any wind in the room. There wasn't any wind in any room. There is no room on Earth with wind in it, so why the heck was that thing being blown around?

Not that Calvin cared, you see, because, all at once, he and Hobbes had become aware of whispers coming from behind the veil.

Calvin looked over at Hobbes.

"Hobbes," He whispered. "Do you hear something?"

"Yeah. Whispering."

"So do I. Do you know what this means?"

"No."

"Do you want to?"

"No."

"Too bad, I'm telling you anyway."

Calvin lowered his voice.

"Unless I'm badly mistaken Hobbes, the blanks are behind that veil! Whispering, and doing creepy stuff!"

"Marvelous." Hobbes said.

"Let's take the Time Pauser, and quickly get past them." Calvin said, grabbing the Time Pauser.

"This is isn't comforting me any."

Calvin hit the button.

BOOM!

There was a loud explosion, and a flash of light, and suddenly, the veil froze in mid shiver, and the whispering came to a stop.

Calvin gave Hobbes a thumbs up.

Hobbes didn't return it.

Slowly, Calvin eased the Time Machine forward.

He swatted the tapestry out of the way, and revealed a long stone hallway.

"Hmmm." Calvin said. "No Ms."

Calvin continued down the corridor.

Hobbes insisting on checking the Time Pauser to make sure time was still off.

After a while, they reached large room with human skeletons littering the ground.

"Gee." Calvin said. "I must find their designer."

The motor on the Time Machine continued to hum as Calvin slowly urged it forward.

"Do you think we should call for Serious?" Calvin asked.

"Are you mad?" Hobbes demanded. "That'll call the Ms over here!"

"Yeah well, it's not like my inventions can't save me.

"Yes it is." Hobbes said.

"Shush." Calvin spat. "We better turn time back on. We don't want to run out of batteries."

Calvin picked up his Time Pauser, and hit the button.

BOOM!

There was another explosion, and a flash of light, and time turned back... oops.

All at once, the sounds of whispering filled Calvin and Hobbes' ears.

And in case you haven't been whispered to in the middle of a dark and spooky room, then believe me; It's very annoying.

Calvin fumbled with the Time Pauser, and Hobbes ducked down into the Time Machine, and out of sight.

And did I mention the smell? I didn't? Hmmm. Well, let's just say it was really, really stinky in there.

"Relax, Hobbes." Calvin said, suddenly. "Look at this."

Hobbes peeked out from inside the box.

"What?" He asked.

"The whispering isn't even in this room!" Calvin grinned. "See? It's in the room, NEXT to us!"

"How alleviating." Hobbes said, angrily.

"Now come on, we have to find Mr Serious."

Calvin and Hobbes looked all around the room.

It was a big room, you see, and there were several dark corners where Calvin couldn't see into without the MTM's flashlight.

Soon, they had covered about nine tenths of the room, but still had no luck.

"This is hopeless!" Calvin yelled. "We're never going to find that dumb dog! This place is huge!"

"Yes well, he has to be around here, somewhere." Hobbes said.

"Yeah well he's not." Calvin said. "Let's go."

Calvin turned the steering wheel, and made a full turn around to the south.

He started to move forward.

Suddenly, and all of a sudden, a large grey hand reached out of the darkness, and grabbed the Time Machine!

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" Calvin and Hobbes screamed.

The hand started to pull the box toward the darkest, spookiest corner of the room.

And Calvin had no intention on seeing what the hand was connected to.

He grabbed the gear shift, yes, the box had a gear shift, pushed it forward, set the thing in reverse, and hit full throttle.

Fire blasted out of the engine, as Calvin, Hobbes, the box, and the hand flew in all directions, and attempted to escape.

Too late.

Before Calvin could rip the box free, the grimy hand yanked him and Hobbes into the spooky spookiness of the dark.

Uh oh.

Were Calvin and Hobbes devoured right there, by the hideous M things?

Well, don't expect me to tell you. Keep reading the story, and find out, yourself.