Reports Folder

Message received from Hunt stating that he had received psychic transmission.

Message had interference in the form of his seeing me and The Sleeper as part of a team of assassins based on the animals in the rhyme.

This is a promising start

There was an old lady who swallowed a fly
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly – perhaps she’ll die!
There was an old lady who swallowed a spider,
That wriggled and wiggled and tiggled inside her;
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly – Perhaps she’ll die!
There was an old lady who swallowed a bird;
How absurd to swallow a bird.
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly – Perhaps she’ll die!
There was an old lady who swallowed a cat;
Fancy that to swallow a cat!
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly – Perhaps she’ll die!
There was an old lady that swallowed a dog;
What a hog, to swallow a dog;
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly – Perhaps she’ll die!
There was an old lady who swallowed a cow,
I don’t know how she swallowed a cow;
She swallowed the cow to catch the dog,
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly – Perhaps she’ll die!
There was an old lady who swallowed a horse…
She’s dead, of course!

It’s snowing its arse off today, but the Crow is still out there.

What does he want?

I’ll have to sneak out the back way

There was some kind of team which I was in, or a gang, or some kind of activities week.

I knew some of the people but many of them were strangers

There were several events early in the week that are hidden from my memory, but there is one thing about them that I do remember and that is a train station. I had conversations with someone there and on the way there.

The main event I do remember though was that we were going to play football but as soon as we started playing somone kicked it and it went through a gap in the netting meant for keeping the ball out of the water.

The place we were at was essentially like a castle on a plateau. When the ball went through the net it ended up in the sea where there was a load of other junk washing around in the waves. It was darkish and choppy.

A man was lowered on a rope, or rather, he abseiled down. Once in the water he swam around while people shouted directions.

We ended up with about five footballs in various states of repair. One of them had some kind of button on top that pushed in like a “big red button”.

I woke up then