Still Laughing at my Cardigan

Still Laughing at my Cardigan © 199? Adventure Probe Soft.

You are sitting in the garden on the swinging seat, on your birthday, reflecting on all the presents from your relatives when out of the blue (literally!) a spaceship landed in your back garden and two small green aliens emerged. They pointed towards you, and made odd snorting noises of mirth while slapping each other on the back with undisguised hilarity. Apparently your brand-new cardigan was the source of all this merriment; and one of the aliens finally pulled out a miniature laser gun, aimed it at the offending garment, and FIZZBRTZZZ; a beam of concentrated light caused the entire cardigan to fade away, leaving not a trace behind. Horror of horrors! How will you explain this to your mum?

You don't personally mind the loss of the cardigan, but your mother bought it for you, and you foresee much anguish and wringing of hands ahead if you don't find a replacement for the vaporized cardigan. You explain this to the aliens, with some difficulty, adding that you need another cardigan, or incur your mum's everlasting wrath. They smile contritely and confer with each other in a whisper. A brilliant beam of light suddenly hurtles from the
spaceship, dazzling you completely. When you rub your eyes a few seconds later and gaze around, you realize that you are somewhere else... Can you find a new cardigan?