"Gracie, did not you say you were working on an equation that would shut down the computer?" Liam turns to me as soon as the full weight of Mr Turner's statement hits us. "I was still working on it. I have not been able to finish it. Wait, Mr Turner, do you know one of those unsolvable equations? Maybe we could feed one of those into the computer."
"Yes, Grace, I do know them, but I have already tried that. The computer figured out what I was doing and pushed the equations into a subfolder." Liam starts to pace, talking while he walks. "Do you think we could use that subfolder as a tunnel, Mr Turner? Force the computer to run through that subfolder, so it has no choice." Mr Turner starts to pace along with Liam.
"That might be possible. We could reprogram the computer to think that thi
