It's about the same size as your van, and looks pretty much the same as your van.
You walk around slowly to the side door.
Almost trembling with fear, you grasp the door handle and then...
yank it open!
"Agh!" says the creature in the spacecraft.
"Agh!" you say almost simultaneously.
It's Merv!
"Merv! What are you doing in this spacecraft, man?"
"Spacecraft?" asks Merv. "This is no spacecraft, Marty. It's your van."
"Oh," you say, a little disappointed.
"But," says Merv. "I did make a few adjustments you might find interesting."
"Did you get the inflatable Katie doll working again?" you query.
"No, no," says Merv. "I don't really think that was made to be reused. But look down here at this panel, see? You just set a few numbers here, and then when the van gets up to 43 mph, you'll--"
Just then, a phalanx of soldiers appears from behind the house coming toward you.
"Shit!" screams Merv. "The Greek army!"
The Greeks start firing their bows and arrows at you and Merv. You dive for cover into the van, while Merv makes a mad run for it.
He only gets a few steps away before he is struck right through the back.
"Go, Marty!" he says, gasping for air. "Get outta here!"
You start the van and punch the gas hard.
The van lurches out of the driveway as the arrows of the approaching Greek army clank off the van's outer walls.
Then in front of you, from behind the library, you see a giant catapault round the corner toward you.
You throw it into reverse and again slam the gas pedal.
You look down at the control panel Merv mentioned -- it is flashing and beeping.
You set the controls to: