When I finally got out ... well, I'm sorry but I just can't go in there again. I spoke to the manager and he said that, for security the doors were all locked, you can get out easily enough, but no-one can get in.' They decided not to rehearse that night, being as they had managed to freak each other out so much. A beer or two was called for. As Nutty walked up the stairs, Howey had a large songbook in his hand which, just before they got to the safety of the upstairs, he dropped with a loud crash. Nutty ran up the last five stairs as the other two fell about laughing. 'You bastards,' he said as his trembling hand clutched a pint of Guinness, spilling the first mouthful all over himself. One of the girls came over and wiped the bar. 'Wass up with you then? Just seen a ghost or something?' A thin smile came over his face and his eyes wandered, looking in the direction of the cellar. They had arranged with the manager to have the room checked out. Electricity was a dangerous thing and with just one loose connection, someone could be fried to a crisp. next »