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the latter, and within seconds the two scientists were pounding along the
pavement, the robot coming right after them.
УYou knowЕ we can move much fasterЕ now that weТre not carrying my books!Ф
Octavius called to Connors.
Connors glanced at him incredulously.
Just ahead of them was the student center, which seemed their closest chance for
refuge. As they bolted for it, there was the sound of something snapping out,
rather like a whip.
Suddenly Octavius found his arms pinned, and he was yanked to a halt. He looked
down and discovered that a thin cable had dropped down over his torso like a
lasso. Twisting his head around, he saw that it was anchored to the mechanoid
that had been pursuing them. It had ground to a halt. The face in the machine
was grinning widely.
УOtto!Ф shouted Connors, who had stopped running and turned to help his friend.
УThis is intolerable treatment!Ф Octavius declared, and then the cable yanked
him firmly in the opposite direction. He was snapped through the air, hauled
toward the mechanoid as he continued to protest.
Spider-ManТs eyes widened beneath his mask as he swung down toward the campus
and gaped at what he was seeing.
A giant robotЧof all thingsЧwas hauling a man across the ground right toward it.
A lower section had slid open, like a bread drawer, and the man was being pulled
in, kicking and shouting. The moment it snapped shut, his voice vanished.
The first thing Spider-Man did was glance around to make sure there werenТt any
movie cameras to be seen, because it was so bizarre, he wouldnТt have been
surprised to find that he had wandered into the middle of a film shoot.
Unfortunately there were none.
Even more astonishing, he saw Doctor Connors standing there, shaking his fist in
impotent fury. The robot ignored him, pivoting on its treads and rolling away.
Spider-Man swung down toward the robot like a guided missile, released his
web-line at the last moment, and landed on the robotТs back. He looked for an
opening, a weak spot, something he could attack, but the robot appeared
seamless. He was reasonably certain, though, that heТd seen some sort of viewing
port. Quickly, he scuttled around the robot to the front and found himself
staring in at a bald man with a surprised expression.
УSpider-Man!Ф came the voice of the controller, issuing over a hidden speaker.
УWhat do you think youТre doing?Ф His voice sounded distinctly Australian.
УOh, just hanging around,Ф replied Spider-Man. УSo you coming out of this thing
voluntarily, or do I have to pull out my can opener?Ф
The robot rolled to a stop, and for a moment Spiderman thought this was going to
go easily. Then he saw the arms of the robot lift up on either side, snapping
into attack position, and he realized such was not the case.
They angled toward him, huge vise grips on the end of either arm rather than
fingers. Fortunately they were moving relatively slowly, and Spider-Man was able
to dart between them, never losing his grip upon the robotТs surface. In the
meantime he kept looking for some weak spot where he could get a grip, rip the
robot open, find some wiring, and tear into it. Certainly that would be enough
to bring this thing to a halt.
He moved to the back of the robot once more, and the vise grips tried to get at
him. But there was restriction in the armsТ range of movement; the guy
insideЧpresuming he was the designerЧhadnТt given them full 360-degree rotation.