Thursday, 10 December 2009

Is this thing on?

Uh... are you guys still out there?

I haven't heard anything from you in ages and... well...

I think we're going to have to find this thing soon, or at least find a lead on it. Flynn's mood hasn't improved much and he told me today that he's booking the plane tickets back for Saturday. So, either we find something before then, even if it's just a reason to stay a bit longer or... I guess we're just giving up.

I don't want it to end this way. Not after all this. I feel like we're so close to ending it, you know?

So if you're there... please? Help?

Monday, 7 December 2009

Cities in the Black Country

Hi guys! I've emailed a couple of you but I figured it's only fair I post on the blog too, right?

Some of you clever people suggested that I wasn't look for a black country at all... but THE Black Country, which is an area of England. Check out wikipedia for a bit more info: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Country

From the looks of it, the only city in the Black Country is Wolverhampton. Birmingham is near by, but doesn't seem to be IN it, as such... still, without any keener clue than a general area, I'm not sure what good it would do us to find the right city now anyway.

Flynn seems convinced that they must have the stone already. I hate to agree with him, but I think it seems only logical. So, really the question is... how do we get it back?

Numerologica will sell anything to the highest bidder; money is their motivation. So either we need to find them and take it by force, or we somehow need to convince them that we can offer them something more than they're being offered at the moment.

Any ideas?

Tuesday, 1 December 2009

Victorious!

Congratulations everyone! You'll all be pleased to know that I am no longer alone here in my little hotel room.

Er, not in that way. Maybe I should start again.

I'll begin with earlier in the week. The weather has been horrid, but still I managed to find some time to trek up to Stoke, to that place you sent me. It's just outside of an old coal mine, called Chatterly Whitfield. It seemed, from the looking around that I did, that there was a museum there at one point too. Dodging the raindrops I was able to get a good feel for the place, which really helped me to prepare for yesterday evening.

I got there just before six o'clock. I wasn't sure what to expect, but you'd obviously all done your job because there were only three Numerologica agents at the place; they turned up about quarter past six. Then, pretty much exactly at half past, two more men turned up in a van with a suspiciously Flynn-shaped person in the back.

Well, I'm not one to toot my own trumpet or anything, but five minutes later we were precisely five agents shorter, and Flynn and I were making tracks into the sunset.

I think he's a little mad, you know. Not at me. At Charlene and Judson, for not telling him he had someone following him. Not that he can really complain, you know, because of how I rescued him and all. With a massive amount of help from you guys, of course!

Anyway, we're still none the wiser about the location of the Lapis Tempestas. Flynn seems to think that the Numerologica know, or at least have some idea. He says they kept talking about "the city", and something about a country which was black... that didn't make any sense at all to me. Somewhere on the equator, maybe?

It's been a very tiring day or so, so I guess that's it for tonight. Maybe we'll have an epiphany about the location of this Lapis Tempestas in the morning. Or, you know, if you guys have any ideas... you know where to send them!