Where is Citizen C45-1?
The file is missing…
1973…
Index card…
Blue…
Does anybody have this? Please bring it to Desk 128.
Citizen C81-1?
It’s the story from 1981, it was signed Echoboy. The one about the Minotaur. It was an exact description of the mistakes made in the 1973 operation. It had details only we knew. That’s why we pulled him in.
Bring the 1981 interview tape. It has the red swirl pattern on the reels.
Here it is and here is the C45 incident log.
1973. C45.
Reports describe a figure, suspected to be C45, on the run having surfaced from an underworld labyrinth, smoked out of a hole on the old railway line, behind the abandoned Comet Hotel, a car chase ensued. The radio silence broken by the strange weather, heavy snow clouds drifting in between patches of crystal clear sky where stars still sprinkled diamonds behind banks of freezing fog above the municipal boating lake and the ponds.
C45 moved at a greater velocity, his chariot modified for increased power output, as one might expect from a jet pilot, he left the patrol car for dust only to be periodically seen from above by the helicopter where patches of sky opened up.
Balloon corner, he clipped the dedication stone on the corner carrying too much speed.
The closest patrol car followed a distant spray of ice crystals heading down Dellsome Lane.
“We’ve got him, he thinks he can drive all the way down Dellsome, he doesn’t know they’ve sealed it off, goes to show how long he’s been underground.”
Sightings were flooding the switchboard. Was he trying to visit family?
Noted Addition on index card, 1981.
It was at that point the 1973 reports started to contradict each other. There were tyre tracks heading down Dellsome Lane parallel to the pylons towards the Barnet By Pass. The other pursuants could approach from there up the hill and cut him off. As they clambered over the barrier and ran up Dellsome Lane they heard the engine approaching but couldn’t see it through the fog. A headlight appeared around the curve and the car flipped as it hit the ice, catapulted into the field of snow. When they reached it they saw it was the patrol car. C45 had disappeared into the mist. It was then they heard the first bang. Climbing up the side of the lane through the trees the fog gave was to snow. A cloud of smoke was rising beyond the pylon at the highest point of the low hill. Somehow he left the lane and entered beside the horse field towards the ponds each neatly seated beneath their own circle of fog.
As they crossed the field came shouts of “tyre track! Here!”
Only as they reached the pylon did one say “it’s only one tyre track! Is it a motorbike?”
“Isn’t this where…? It is! This is exactly where the Phaeton mark is, from the jet tests.” One voice muttered to itself as the ball of flames appeared with a second bang. Later there would be conflicting opinions on the time between the two bangs. Like the experiments conducted by Ernst Mach, it depended on the relative position of bodies in motion and various factors concerning the forces exerted by the universe, forces which contradict Newton, in the New Town. Long after the last flight left Hatfield Aerodrome, Desk 128 remained inside the beacon.
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