"We need a net." Pentam leaned against the wall of the lab. "Remember catching that ostrich, Sir Shillingsworth?" He desperately wanted to be in on the capture. Chemistry was important, but boring. This was where the excitement was.

"A net, yes, but the seaweed is a problem. We can't sink it below the surface." Prof. Orthin scratched his head.

"So we bait the creature up onto the net." Pentam waved his hands in illustration. "Then haul it up."

"We don't know how ...