I AM GLAD YOU ARE AWAKE, LITTLE KATHY.

'Uni?'

DO NOT BE CONCERNED, I AM COMMUNICATING WITH YOU DIRECTLY.

'But how?'

THE PROFESSOR HAS IMPLANTED A NEUROLOGICAL MICRO MODULE INTO YOUR CEREBELLUM. NATURALLY IT WORKS THROUGH ME.

It seemed that Dudgeon had given her everything. While she was not even close to understanding why, and still feeling a little like a prisoner in her own home, Natalie did her best to accept the situation. After all, she was Dudgeon's right hand woman, and she deserved to know - no, she had a right to know - what she had not known in the careful years she had devoted to her career.

And she could not believe what she was reading.  ...read more »

'Ah. There you are, General.'

'Profeshor?'

'I think you'll find it's "Prime Minister", now.'

'Apologiesh, Prime Minishter.'

'Accepted. I trust the labs are cleared and we continue to operate at full capacity?'

'Indeed, Prime Minishter. New, fresh shubjectsh are on the way and we will reshume work immediately.'

'Excellent. I expect better results this time. Now we know what to expect.'  ...read more »

The phone rang.

Will was dragged sharply away from the comfort of his mother’s front room, the cold of the bunker harsh against the memory of the nice warm fire. He shivered and blinked at the bright lights, nursing his aching knuckles and ignoring the knowing glances the others exchanged.

The phone rang again. Will stared at it, confused despite himself. It never rang.