4:45 am, June 24th – Bellatorn Estate, Denewood, Surridge
But hes in hospital with mum.
Where is my guitar?
I must have taken it downstairs.
Ah, relief! Dark at last
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Three hours later
Ah, still not here.
Lopsided!
Woah!Wait,
Breathing in to six. Hold. Out. One, two, three, four, five, six.
Wait. The clothes are different!
First the guitar, now my phone.
The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.
Mum
There’s breathing!
How very odd.
Who
Wake up!
Better leave the dining hall.
Best to run.
Wait. Where are the dogs?
Here
Stop!
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Still no dogs!
Warmth at last!
Nothing!
They don’t recognise me!
Nothing makes any sense, any sense at all.