From what Jon could see, the TV program that Mikey was now part of was a computer generated cartoon. He remembered this one. In it, the main characters, who were around his age, were superheroes.
He touched the TV. Solid. Back to normal. Jon cursed, unsure of how he was going to solve this.
Meanwile, Mikey looked around, bewildered. He was in some sort of room with a lot of glowing machinery and no windows. There was a stairway leading up.
Everything looked odd somehow...different. He couldn't figure out what was happening.
He heard the sound of voices coming down the stairs. Three kids appeared at the top of the stairs. A girl about his age, he thought, and another boy and girl a few years older. They were halfway down the stairs when they noticed him, their conversation stopped abruptly.
The girl about his age did a flip that would be the envy of any gymnast and landed near a suspiciously large red button, which she pressed. He couldn't see it, but from the top of the stairs, he could hear the sound of a heavy door slamming.
Most of the machinery also seemed to go dark.
The other two rushed him, and pinned him to the ground, then frisked him. Before long, he was pushed into a chair, with his legs and hands bound.
"Who are you? How did you get in here?"
He looked at them..."I don't know," he said, panicked. "I was in my living room, and the TV sucked me in, and...I was here. Please, I want to go home..."
