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.