You slap the button.

  Ding.

  The table vanishes.

  You look around and see… nothing but the walls.

  Finally you turn around and see it.

  A boomerang duct-taped to the wall.

  As far as boomerangs go, it looks pretty average.

  You have seen at least several boomerangs in movies and tv shows. You know they originate from Australia. You know the basic idea behind them.

  Do you know anything else about them?

  Oh, well, good for you, so very smart.

  Neither do I, and I’m writing this at like 2am so I’m not going to dive down that research rabbithole.

  You pull the boomerang off the wall, leaving the tape behind.

  It’s pretty, and heavier than it looks. When you swing it around it feels good, natural. It’s almost like the boomerang wants to be thrown.

  You’re in an eight by eight by eight room, if you throw it it’s not going to get very far. But still…

  You throw it.

  Your form is about average. It flies towards the wall and-

  What?

  …

  Ok so, it flew towards the wall, then through the wall.

  …

  Huh.

  Give- give me a mo here, dude.

  You walk up to the wall, to where the boomerang had gone through. You press your hands against the concrete.

  It is very solid concrete, the sort that things aren’t meant to pass through.

  You run your hands back and forth, finding no holes. Finally you press your ear against the wall and listen.

  No sounds are heard.

  You take a few steps back, watching the wall.

  After thinking it over, you sit down to wait for the boomerang to come back. That’s their whole schtick, right? That they come back? So it has to come back sooner or later…

  Ok! Well!

  So, the boomerang has, umm, vaporized. Yep. You threw it at the wall so hard that it no longer exists. And it’s not coming back.

  That’s the story I’m going with.

  Yep.