“Are you getting this?” asked Miranda.

“I’m listening,” replied Gerik. “I’m listening.”

“Then the satellite will be rearmed. The password is the year that I was killed.” Said Abraham. “Remember that.”

Chapter 3: Endgame

“Right, I got NASA’s phone number.” Said Gerik “I hope they’ll believe our story.”

“Nonsense!” replied Miranda “of course they will!”

“Hello, this is the chief commander of NASA HQ how may I help you?” answered the voice.

“You can start by rearming the satellite!” shouted Miranda.

“Whoa there,” said the commander as he tried to calm her down. “What satellite? We sent it up there 4 months ago.”

“Well then I hope you don’t mind crashing into Antarctica and freezing to death!” shouted Gerik.

“What are you talking about?” asked the wondering commander.

As Gerik and Miranda were trying to explain things as fast as they could, a distant voice could be heard.

“Sir, we have radar sightings that the satellite we sent up is crashing down at us!” exclaimed the distant voice.

“All right then,” said the commander “What do want us to do about it?”

“Well according to what we heard,” said Miranda. “The only way to rearm the satellite is by entering the password that sent it up.”

“Well what is it?” asked the questioning commander.

“It’s the year that Abraham Lincoln was killed.” replied Gerik.

“Sir, it’s coming in fast, we have about 2 minutes till impact!” exclaimed the distant voice.

“Well, what’s the year then?” Asked the voice.

“Uh, what was it? It was 18… 1860 or 70…” said Gerik.

“40 seconds left!” Said the distant voice.

“I got it!” shouted Miranda. “It was 1864!” exclaimed Miranda.

“Hurry! The password is 1864!” exclaimed the commander.

“10 seconds left! 9…8…7…wait, it’s slowing down! It stopped!” said the distant voice. Many cheers were heard and everybody wanted to congratulate Gerik and Miranda. They were awarded later that day with a new award, the, “Saved the US From Splitting” award.

What happened to Mike? He never used pennies again. He wouldn’t bother even touching one. What about Abe? He probably became the change of those nachos I bought last night.