DAY THREE: 8:00 P.M.

'And so 'twas the night before Hogswtach and all through the house, Vimes had finally stopped btching about how he wanted to get out. Ridcully was sat down in the recliner chair, while his consistant snoring polluted the peaceful air'

"How are you dealing with it?" 'asked Rincewind as he sat down next to Vimes'

"I figure he'll shut up, eventually. He's got ot sleep sometime"

"No, I meant Ridcully's snoring," 'said Rincewind, who was positively pessimistic'

"I've mainly been ignoring it. How've you been surviving it all of these years?"

"I usually just cover my pillow over my ears"

"That ever work?" 'asked Vimes, his voice growing weary. Rincewind thought for a moment'

"No, not really" 'The house guests are bound to go nuts from this, later or sooner. For now, Ponder was keeping sane in front of the computer'

"So, if you want to eliminate the virus, you recallibrate the modem, and update the USB," 'said Ponder, typing away on the keypad. Granny Weatherwax looked sideways at him'

"You really need to find yourself a girl, lad"

DAY THREE: AMS STUDIOS: 9:00 P.M.

MiMi sat at the wall of screens, watching each one. There was one for each room in the house. She could see the five people in the living room, and was looking to see where the other five have gotten to. She found the screen that was showing the girls' bedroom. Inside, she saw Nobby, going through Angua's jewelry box. Well, no surprise, there. Over to Vimes/Vetinari's room. His lordship was sitting at the desk, reading. Nothing, there, either. On to the kitchen. Nanny Ogg had pretty much dominated this room. Angua was standing in the corner, though. She appeared to be cursing off the calendar. Hmm, this could be interesting. Over to Carrot/Nobby's bedroom, empty. Then to a view of outside the bathroom door. From inside came horrible wretching sounds. Carrot only tried Nanny's new recipe to be polite. He was one of the luckier ones. Back to the corridor, where Nobby seemed to be intently interested in the wall

"It appears that Nobby has founnd it," said Rob, looking over her shoulder. MiMi gave a small laugh.

"Almost, but not quite," she said. "He still has to figure out the door" There were a few moments of silent observation.

"Why's Angua yelling at that caldendar?" asked Rob.

"I 'unno, but I'll keep and eye on her," said MiMi, "How's the buisness doing?"

"As we speak, there is a mile-long line forming outside of the Moving Pictures Hall," said Rob. MiMis smiled.

"Good, and the city?"

"Just as we planned, Miss"

"Good," there was a bit more feeling in this reply

"How long until they'll crack, do you think?" inquired Rob

"It's only te first real task," said MiMi, "Give them time"

DAY THREE: THE HOUSE: 10:00 P.M.

"'Ere, you'll never guess what I found!!" 'exclaimed Nobby, running into the room. Ridcully stopped snoring and stirred, Vimes quickly put down the weilded broom'

"What'd you find this time?"

"What were you going to do with that, Vimes?"

"Ignore it," 'Vimes turned to Nobby, "Out with it, man"

"Hey, if the broom doesn't shut him up, Nanny leant me her frying pan" 'All focus was now on Rincewind who had entered the room. His gaze wandered from the goup to on the floor on the broom'

"And just what were you planning on doing with that pan?" 'Ridcully's voice full of scorn. Rincewind gave a small whimper before he fell to the floor. Whether he had fainted or was simply faking, their gazes turned back to Nobby, who was slightly less irritating'

"Seriously, Vimes, what was with the broom?

"What have you found, Nobby?"

"I just found the weirdest room!!"

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Happy Hogswatch, everyone --