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Alice through the looking glass #23


Mr Smith blinked as his laptop shut down. Moments later, the lights in the flat went out.

"Oh dear. I wonder if a fuse has blown."

"I don't think so Mr Jones. I think we may have been traced."


"Well, my laptop appears to be dead." Smith pulled his latest burner phone from his pocket and switched it on. It promptly let out a screech, and went dead. "I think my phone is too."

"Oh dear. And I was so enjoying my book." He sighed. "You had better grab your bag Mr Jones."

"And you Mr Smith. And you."

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