After the third murder in as many months of residents
of the fourth floor of the dormitory, Sherlock Holmes was
called in the case. In each death the body of a student had
been discovered the next morning crushed and covered with
tire marks. "How did a car get onto the fourth floor?",
asked the baffled campus security police. "Have you
noticed", Holmes said, "that the deaths all occurred when
there was a full moon?". I believe that we are dealing with
that unhappy curse of modern technological society- the
descendent of the werewolf, the weremobile!!!" On the next
night that the moon was full, the Great Detective took
action. Every student that lived on the fourth floor was
locked in a separate room, along with an electronically
monitored five-gallon can of gasoline. Toward the middle of
the night the instruments showed the disappearance of the
gas in room 440, which was occupied by a Japanese-American
student named Nagawa. "He's pouring out the gas!", whispered
the security chief. "No!, he's drinking it," said Holmes.
Peering through the keyhole of room 440 they saw that the
student was no longer there, and in his place was a Japanese
compact car!!! The next morning Holmes confronted Nagawa.
"When the moon is full, you become an automobile, and you
run over your fellow students on the fourth floor." "But how
did you know?", gasped Nagawa. "Alimentary, my were-Datsun."
