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On the way back to our lodgings after the 'celebratory end of job' meal ....... a terrible fog had fallen ........ I became separated from the others so I stumbled alone across the moor.......... At first i heard nothing but the mournful sound of the fog horn across the distant water.......... Then I thought I heard a sound........ The sound of breathing........ I started to speed up........... I heard it again......... I was not alone.......... Something was out there in the fog with me .......... I saw the glow of light through the fog at last........ The lodging house .......... I ran towards it............... but even as I stumbled into the garden.......... a terrible shape appeared against the light........... aggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! .................. ( luckily for me.......... it was only Matt hehehehehehehe :-)) ) :-)))))))))))))))))) XXXXXXXXXXXXX

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