The hallway outside Fyvie Hall, University of Westminster, London, Earth.


    April 13, 2:11pm, Greenwich Mean Time


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    Angus, mate, ah-Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.


    Look, I don’t know how to exactly - ah -


    Well look I better just get straight to it, I’ve got Wei at me with a fire poker. I’ll tell you all about that later.


    But look - I did a very bad thing - I stole your designs and made my own computer - you see, the Kings offered me a mint to do it - because you know old Phillip’s got that tumour in his whatsit - you know - ‘down there’.


    But I cooked the goose Gus. I turned the whole lecture hall into violent lunatics.


    I hope the problem is just in that room. But I suspect it isn’t. Oh God.


    Look, I’ve got to go. But you have to meet me back at the Institute. We’ve got to put things back, before -


    Mate, hold on a sec -


    *The sound of a ruckus, Wei shrieking like a banshee, a disgusting clunking noise, then a thud*


    Oh God, oh God, oh God. I’ve just brained Wei. Oh Jesus help me. It was in self-defence - you have to believe me!


    Oh God - there’s more coming.


    Meet you at the Institute Gus. Quickly!