8 watts output, providing a homing signal for appropriately-equipped aircraft and ships. The antenna was a long piece of copper wire that was either l...fted by a box kite or a helium balloon. The Hill Aerospace Museum "SCR-578" was a post-war model and incomplete. Crude by today's standards, I challenge you to build one from scratch! Even assymbly from a parts kit would be too much for most of today's Americans. On the other hand, a World War Two-era American wouldn't be able to turn on a modern. " Hey," Mark exclaimed, looking down into the hole. He grinned greedily,"I was thinking that maybe we could charge people to go in there..." What happened to the we don't own it thing?" Karen pointed out."Well we're the ones who found it," Mark said defensively, looking toJill for support. But she was too busy digging clothes out of the bagfor Karen."I just wish I had a bigger mirror," Karen muttered. The one in herhands was a square mirror that Jill had taken off of her living roomwall, and it. Soon we were heading straight out to sea. "When we have a bigger boat we sail all the way to Jamaica," she told me. "But today we'll just cruise down the coast a little." "Sounds O.K. to me," I replied. "It's pretty hot here in the sun, though, isn't it?" "Well, take your shirt off, dummy," Cindy replied, throwing me a bottle of sunscreen. Cindy was wearing a long, colourful T-shirt that just barely covered her bikini bottoms. Her legs were long, slim and tanned. As I pulled my T-shirt out of. It was what she was supposed to do now. Her body began to lighten as themagic that had entered her worked its way around, and soon enoughAshlee's mind ceased confusion as it linked to a collective unlikeanything imaginable.Her friends looked on as Ashlee's Spanish heritage disappeared into ablonde bombshell in front of their very eyes. Something slipped noisilyfrom her crotch with a slurp and all three women knew something was verywrong with this, and felt concerned for their lives at that.