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going on?”
    “I’m getting bigger,” said Andrew. “That’s why I’m stuck. And you’re as big as I am. It’s the electricity.”
    “What’ll we do now?” asked Judy.
    “We have to get out of the capillary,” said Andrew.
    He struggled to push apart a tight space between the cells.
    “Wowzers schnauzers!” exclaimed Andrew. Through the opening, his flashlight beam showed white spidery shapes connected by long strands.
    “So this is Uncle Al’s brain! It looks like a weird web!”
    meep …
“Brain is web made of neuron cells,” said Thudd. “Neuron is long, thin cell that connect to other neuron cells. Send electric messages to other parts of brain. To other parts of body.
    “Gotta have neuron cells to walk. Talk. Move. Breathe. Think.”
    “Woofers!” groaned Andrew, squeezing himself through the capillary wall. His red blood cell was ripping.
    He dragged himself out of the capillary and sat on top of it. He was awash in a warm, clear, watery soup.
    Judy climbed out of the capillary and sat beside Andrew. Her red blood cell was tattered.
    “Weird-a-mundo!” she said as she looked around.
    “Youch!” said Andrew. “I keep getting zaps of electricity.”
    meep …
“Unkie’s brain cells sending messages,” said Thudd.
    Suddenly Thudd’s purple button popped open and a beam of purple light zoomed out. At the end of the beam was Uncle Al. His bushy eyebrows came together in the middle of his forehead. He looked worried.
    “Hey there, guys!” said Uncle Al. “I rowed the boat to shore. The Hologram Helper is working again, but I don’t know for how long.
    “Where are you guys, anyway?”
    “We’re inside your
brain
, Uncle Al!” said Judy.
    “We had to get out of the capillary we were in,” said Andrew, “because we were getting too big. I think the electricity from your heart and brain is making us grow.”
    Uncle Al smiled. “I’m glad you’re getting bigger,” he said. “But that means we’d better get you out of my brain soon.”
    Uncle Al rubbed his chin. “Let me see,” he said. “The easiest way out of my brain is through my ear.
    “Thudd, you know your way through the brain. Find the nerve that goes to my ear. It should be easy to get out from there.”
    gleep …
“Knock, knock,” Thudd began. “Who there? Pea. Pea who? Pea you! Drewd smell bad! Hoo hoo!”
    Uncle Al shook his head. “Knock-knock jokes,” he said grimly. “Thudd’s thought chips are dangerously soggy.”
    “I’m pressing his reset button,” said Andrew.
    pleep …
“Blokey-dokey, Bunkie Al,” said Thudd. “Can get Shmewd and Doody to ear.”
    “Thudd,” said Uncle Al. “I know it’s hard for you to focus, but you’ve got to try. We’re all depending on you.”
    Thudd pointed ahead.
    meep …
“That way,” he said.

    Andrew and Judy scrambled among the long, spidery arms of the brain cells like monkeys swinging through the jungle on vines.
    “Your brain is
greasy
, Uncle Al,” said Judy.
    Uncle Al laughed. “That’s because the nerves are covered with a layer of special fat,” he said. “Kind of like the way electric wires are covered with rubber or plastic. Keeps the electrical signals going in the right direction.”
    Andrew and Judy kept getting little shocks from the nerves all around them. Andrew caught a glimpse of Uncle Al’s hologram. His eyes looked as big as moons and his nose wrinkled up.
    “What’s wrong, Uncle Al?” asked Andrew.
    “I just got a whiff of something awful,” said Uncle Al. “Smells like a mix of stinky feet, dead fish, dog poop, and the baddest bad breath in the universe.”

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    Uncle Al’s eyes lit up. “You must be in the part of my brain that gets smell messages!” he said.
    “When you smell something, your nose sends a signal to the part of your brain that deals with smell messages.
    “You’re messing around in the smelling part of my brain. My brain thinks it’s getting signals from my