The library at Britechester University was packed this day and David needed a place to sit down and quietly edit his Strangerville case notes in some peace.  Even though he was seconded to the Department of Paranormal Research as Cornelius' field agent he was first a history post-graduate student at the University and needed to put in the odd appearance on campus.  His dorm was far too noisy to concentrate and get work done so it was to the library he went:  Only to find that the debating society had taken over the building and were making their own racket.  So he went outside and tried to find a place at a table to sit down. There was one space left, which he would have to share.  However, as this other person was a stunningly attractive blonde he didn't mind at all. "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" he asked the student. "Not yet it isn't" she replied.  "Go ahead" David sat down and started to get his notebooks ready.  The girl had stopped loo...

From the journal of Doctor Jon Quayle Cornelius.  David, Peggy and I have conducted a preliminary survey of the secret science laboratory up on the mesa that overlooks Strangerville.  It has been completely abandoned with no trace of life left.  Cause of the abandonment:  Unknown.  Whereabouts of the lab personnel:  Unknown.  Fate of them:  Also unknown. "Can't you dress like a normal person, Cornelius?" "What do you mean, David?  This is all the rage in Carnaby Street.  My clothes are all made by Mr Fish" "That doesn't surprise me..." said David, with an incredulous raise of his eyebrow at Cornelius' comment.  His eccentric English scientist friend stood out like a sore thumb in this sleepy...and disturbing...American town. "Care to join me in a hearty breakfast?" said Cornelius.  "It's the best way to start the day" "What is that you're eating?" asked David, looking at Cornelius' plate with suspicion....