OK, her is the new chapter. Also, i'm answering a couple of questions and points that have cropped up:
(oh and btw, im obviously going to do Tanith, Ghastly and Valkyrie. and Fletcher has cropped up a couple of times, so i might do him...)

RhosFurey: Great idea about Finbar! That will be amazing! Thank you! Oh, and he destroyed the file becasue he wants EVERYONE to for get Skulduggery, including everyone the Sanctuary and Himself. and there are lots of secrets.... im just not allowed to tell you guys ;)

A Girl Named K: Thank you for saying I'm deep! Flattering :)

Plate Captain: I'm doing Kenspeckle, as you are about to see! And Crux SHOULD die in a hole; Valkyrie should kick him in there... *drifts off into fantsy*

And thanks ThreeBooksInTheFire for always supporting me! and again, im sorry i removed Mevolent's back up plan, but frankly, it was NOT going well, so i'm gonna re-write it over thr summer hols and publish it during the autumn term, hopefully...

and thanks to all you other guys who have reviwed; i am soooo flattered! :)

and ps, i have a new story coming soon. it is a repentence for the sin i am about to commit: not using a computer for 6 weeks whilst i am on holiday! *cringes*

anyhoo, please read and enjoy!


Chapter 3: Kenspeckle Grouse

Grouse meticulously cleans the counter. His new assistant, bless her, is lovely but also completely out of it. She's left plaster on the counter and it has set into an immovable blob, white and circular; almost head shaped. He turns and looks at the empty room. Normally, Valkyrie would be sitting on a bed, watching him. He sighs. She never visits any more.

The Hibernian Cinema is seldom visited now. No one comes to see the professor any more; after all there are bigger problems in the world nowadays. Even so, part of him still believes she will come and visit.

He scowls as he walks down the corridors. If that wretched detective had never introduced her to this world, he thinks, she would be fine. I warned him, I warned her, but no one listens to me. But he can't stay angry. As he walks, his frown fades and his face droops. She's so... broken. She misses him. Shoot, everyone misses him.

Do you? A voice in his asks him.

Yes. Yes I do.