Moebius walked down the corridor followed by Brandon, as he reached the basement and opened the door, Darkspade appeared. The three of them entered the basement room and Moebius locked the door so they wouldn’t be disturbed. He flung the greasy looking mullet onto the table in the centre of the room and stared at the other two. Brandon seemed almost mesmerised by the hairpiece, he kept his distance from it as Darkspade flicked at it almost as though he were checking to see if it were dead or not and Moebius pulled a folder from the briefcase he’d been carrying.

He looked at both of them and they now looked at him.

“We need access to Neo-Earth and Gunthers mullet is our only possible access to it. I also have information that Charon has already found a way there.”

Darkspade swore under his breath.

“I told her no. She never listens to anyone!”

Moebius sighed.

“The last person she’s going to listen to is you Darkspade…”

Spade moved to attack Moebius but he held up his hand and made a pacifying noise.

“…you’re her father, children never listen to their parents. If they did Angel wouldn’t be missing along with Crimson. Now, that aside, we need access to Neo-Earth and this thing….”

He gestured at the sad looking hairpiece on the table.

“…this thing is our key. Brandon maybe you’d like to explain what your tests found?”

Brandon stared oddly at the wig, pulled his gaze from it and stuttered momentarily as he pulled his thoughts back to the room.

“Right. Gunthers wig absorbed a whole load of energy yeah? It disrupted the force field that was supposed to stop people getting in and out of the temple and allowed a door to be opened. Well it was more like a lever to be honest, I fink I can hit it with the right frequency to cause it to open up a small gap into Neo-Earth. I dunno whether it will be detected but it should be enough to get all three of us across.”

Darkspade drew his hand across his mouth in thought.

“How do we get back?”

Moebius pursed his lips.

“That’s our only problem right now, we don’t know how to get back. Crimson is the one we need to get back, if we can get Charon to help us we might just pull this off but right now…Spade do you have any idea’s?”

Spade looked up at the ceiling and then back at Moebius and grinned.

“I’m sure I can come up with something. Charon has all those books in her library….”

Brandon raised an eyebrow.

“Charon is used to thinking in a joined up way, you still eat jellybeans when you need to think anything more difficult than what colour boots to wear today!”

Spade lunged at Brandon, Moebius stepped between the two.

“STOP!”