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EPISODES INTERVIEWS FAN FICTION MODELS MERCHANDISE FORUM GUESTBOOK TOY SEARCHES: THUNDERBIRDS GENERAL STINGRAY COMPETITION SURVEY LINKS CONTACT US Thunderbirds and all related elements are © Carlton International Media Limited. This site is intended for educational and enjoyment purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended. The contents of this page are © Emily, Phil and Tony Boardman. |
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CHRISTMAS HOOD by Emily, Phil and Tony Boardman Chapter 1: Coded Message John sat at the control console in Thunderbird 5, waiting to see if there would be any emergency signals. Everything had been incredibly quiet for some days and he knew that it could be days before anything requiring International Rescue’s help. He had been doing this job in Thunderbird 5 for long enough now that he knew that he may not have much to do for days and days on end, but then when the call for help came he would have to be ready. So, he sat and waited and tried very hard not to get bored. The radio transmission scanner indicator showed that it was searching for transmissions. The scanner searched for signals which included any distressed communications or calls for help. The advanced electronics could sense such signals and would automatically select them and relay them onto the loud speakers in the control room. When there weren’t any distress signals the scanner needles just swayed from side to side as the search continued. Then, suddenly, the usual beeping sound started and a light on the control panel flashed. The label beneath the light showed that the scanner had discovered a coded message. John knew that coded messages rarely meant anything serious but it was International Rescue’s policy to decipher all messages and check that there weren’t calls for help within them. John lazily leaned forward and pushed the ‘Decipher’ button expecting to hear some businessmen discussing a deal, this was what he usually heard when he decoded some transmission or other. However, this time, the beeping sound continued and the light remained flashing. Puzzled, John pushed the ‘Decipher’ button one more time. The transmission remained coded. For a third time John pushed the ‘Decipher’ button, unsure whether he could believe what was happening. Brains had invented the decipher mechanisms and built the automatic decoding system into Thunderbird 5. It had never failed to decipher any message before. John felt that this unbreakably coded message was bad news; he immediately contacted Tracy Island for support. On to Chapter 2: Nothing to Worry About. | |||||