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Coldwater Cottage – 18: The Ascent

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 Ian shot through the door and blinked at the grey light bathing the boulders below him. He grabbed his air gauge

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Coldwater Cottage – 17: The Promise

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 “I’ve seen your memories. Now I’ve shown you one of mine.” Part of Ian’s mind refused to believe it, but the knowledge

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Tyburn Tree

Dark, late, rain. Bad combination. If Emilia hadn’t been dwelling on the combination as she dashed across Hyde Park, she wouldn’t have turned left instead of right at the Marble Arch exit. But her feet ached from shoes that weren’t

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Coldwater Cottage – 16: The Light

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 The voice was silent, and Ian began to think the hallucination had passed. He felt sick when he wondered how long he’d spent

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Coldwater Cottage – 15: The Past

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 “I gave you every warning, and still you had to go straight for the box. It’s hers.” The hiss and roar of his breathing

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London Rain

Jim was lost. That’s a problem with London suburbs: there’s so much of them that no matter how well you think you know your way around, it only takes one wrong turn and you stumble into one of the gaps

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Coldwater Cottage – 14: The Dark

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 The flashlight went out. That was odd; he’d charged the battery and the bulb was fairly new. There was no need to panic, there was

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Coldwater Cottage – 13: The Box

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 The tools of Dad’s obsession were strewn across the floor. A compass, a gas stove, a few shotgun cartridges. All that was left of a lifelong

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Coldwater Cottage – 12: The Crab

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 He heard a click as something chitinous hit his mask. Pointed legs scratched his cheeks where the hood didn’t cover them. He recognised the swimming crab as

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Coldwater Cottage – 11: The Bedroom

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 There had been two camp beds and nothing else in there when he left. Now there was just a single bare frame on Jack’s side of the room

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