chapter 7

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If you could wish for one thing, what would it be?
Lucy
Why?
Because she's gone
Who's Lucy?
None of your business
Why?
Don't want to say
Why?
Cause
I'll ask George
He won't answer
Why?
Because if he does I'll fire him
Oooookkkkk goodbye. I'll phone back
No you won't
*beep*

Third physiatrist in a month. Third lost cause. George began to give up hope. What was the point? Every time they tried to ask questions, Lockwood scared them off. They had had no new cases in 4 weeks, after flo got burning ectoplasm all over some snobs carpet. Oops. It was on the night of the latest rejection that George discovered Lockwood gone. Not in his bedroom, not in his sisters room, not anywhere, his shoes were gone, same with his coat. George woke flo and they tracked him down to a small town on the south east of England called horndean.

"Come in, he's through here," Ellie, the person who found Lockwood, in her kitchen, eating raw pasta, said as she guided Lockwood and co(without the Lockwood) into her lounge. "Just saying, he's really grumpy, I hit him over the head with a toy lightsabre, and tied him to a chair." She groaned,"and that's not the worst of it," ,she whispered to flo"I think he has fleas,"

She opened the door, and instead of the hobo they were expecting, there was an empty chair and a broken window.

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