Dimensional Gate Room

You run down the hallway that says "To Gate" There is a constant humming and buzzing that is getting louder and louder the closer you get to the Dimension Gate Room. You get there, open the door and rush in.

You see the dimensional gate gushing something from its stack. You also see the lever that say manual override. Time is of the essence! You rush over to switch the lever off, but first you must put down that plate with that big chunk of cake you barely touched and that cup of coffee you barely drank. You place the cake and coffee down carefully as not to spill anything on a big cabinet by the lever. You spill a little coffee on the cabinet and your hand, "Ahh, that's hot." Not a moment to spare, you remember, you reach for the lever, but first you realize your fingers are all sticky from the cake and icing so you proceed to lick your fingers to make them clean. As you were doing so, your thoughts was why that idiot scientist couldn't have at least handed you a few napkins and a fork, there was practically bins full of them, and the cake wasn't that dry and that icing was actually nice and sweet. You hear a loud rumbling under the floor. This was go time, so you didn't waste a second, and firmly grabbed the lever and pulled down as hard and fast as you could. Next moment you were laying on the floor with a broken handle in your hand. "OH, NO!" you shouted, "NOW WHAT!?" The rumbling under the floor was getting louder and louder. You look around the room in desperation as to how to close the portal. You look up and see your cake on the plate, and coffee cup. In a panic you grab the big chunk of cake and jammed it in the dimensional portal hole, then you placed the cake plate on top of the cake that was still sticking up from the hole. Then you took a last slurp of coffee and placed the empty cup on the plate. All was now silent, no rumblings under the floor and nothing coming out of the pipe portal you plugged with cake. It seems that for now at least, you saved humanity from a dueling dimensional disaster. You leave the room and walk down the hallway licking your sticky fingers." That was good cake.".....The End. Or is it?

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