Even before the explosions, Sadie was having a miserable day - she was flying to London for a meeting with the ninth nome and had to sit next to snoring Carter for the entirety of the ride with sloppy food and poor quality Wifi. After what seemed like an eternity, the announcement finally came on - ' You are now landing at Gatwick airport.'
After waking Carter up : poking him in the eye - hard - Sadie scrambled for the door of the plane, shoving several people out of the way in the process, all the while as Carter complained that 'It hurts!' or 'Don't leave without me!' 'Honestly', she thought, 'Such a whiner!'
When they had both got off the plane, Carter rubbing his eye vigorously, they made the long tube ride to Kings cross Station. On the way, Sadie noticed a strange man wearing a long cloak. She whispered into Carter's ear, " Do you think he's a magician?' Carter shook his head. He explained, ' Basic magicians don't wear that attire - they wear silk pyjamas like ours' - even around the entire world.'
'I know that you idiot!', Sadie seethed, 'But a normal person doesn't exactly dress like that do they?!' ' A cosplayer?' , Carter guessed. 'I don't think so' , said Sadie suspiciously, ' I think we should follow him.'
So, they waited for the mysterious man to get off, but he stayed on all the way to King's Cross, before getting up hurriedly and quickly rushing had to run to catch up with him - the man obviously wanted to get somewhere - and very quickly too.
We were both being as sneaky as we could and it paid off. A short while after getting onto the platform, he casually leaned up against the platform coloumns , looked around, and promptly...disappeared...