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allotments,
foom, gone.’
    ‘ Well bloody press it then.’
    ‘ Yar, good idea. Humans not registered. Not been through
machine.’
    ‘ Well throw all the humans over the wall and press the bloody
button.’
    ‘ Done Dave, only you and Abbey left. That problem.’
    ‘ Abbey? What’s my daughter got to do with it? She’s away with
her mother.’
    Enoch
looked embarrassed.
    ‘ No
Dave, in catacombs with dogs, exploring. Can’t find
her.’
    ‘ What the bloody hell is going on here. Who let her go down
there?’
    ‘ No
time Dave, getting away. Here, you in charge.’
    Enoch
passed the small silver cylinder to Dave. The button on the end
glowed green. The huge golden spider was starting to step over the
walls.
    ‘ Got
to be now Dave.’
    ‘ I
can’t. She’s my only daughter.’
    ‘ It
gets away, she die like all humans. Just when and how Dave, just
when and how.’
    ‘ No
fucking way Enoch.’
    ‘ No
choice, no time. Do it,’ shouted Enoch.
    Dave
looked up, the huge spider had two front legs over the wall; it was
almost free.
    ‘ Forgive me Abbey,’ said Dave, closed his eyes, and pressed
the button.
     
    Everything
froze and the sound disappeared for a moment, then the recording
continued.
     
    Dave
stood up and looked around; every single spider was gone. Hanging
against the outside of the wall were two enormous spider legs, cut
off where they crossed the boundary of the allotment.
    ‘ Why
am I still here? Enoch, what’s happened? Is Abbey alright? If I’m
here, she must be Ok?’
    Enoch
stood up and looked at Dave, then hung his head.
    ‘ No
Dave, she gone.’
    ‘ How
can that be? If I am here, then humans must be
registered.’
    ‘ Don’t know Dave. Ask dogs’
     
     
    The world
lurched and Fergus’s point of view shifted. He sat in a chair with
a beer in hand, the party in full swing around him and Enoch
staring.
    ‘Get it? Nice,
clear?’ asked Enoch.
    ‘Yes,
incredible.’
    ‘Seven years
ago, same party, no half-mast.’
    ‘How come Dave
survived?’
    ‘Registered
when planetary plenipotentiary. No one remember. Perhaps doggies
knew.’
    ‘So why didn’t
they tell him?’
    ‘Doggies are
hard, not cruel, but hard. See why Dave need company?’
    ‘Sure, but I
don’t think I’m the right person.’
    ‘Who else,
Rugby Boy?’
    Enoch reached
over and tapped Fergus on the thigh.
    ‘We give strong
legs, make strong shoulders yourself. Need them soon. I tell Dave
bad news.’
    Enoch stood
up.
    ‘What bad
news?’
    ‘Hear soon
Rugby Boy, go get drunk.’

Chapter Five
Understand a rule
before you break it.
    Dave
Trellis
    One
Life, One Woman, One Shed
     
     
    Fergus felt
nervous, he knew no one and felt out of place. He drank too much
beer on an empty stomach and the late addition of food didn’t help
much.
    He lurched
through the crowd, taking advantage of any solid support to adjust
his direction. He saw Dave and Enoch by the pavilion, crouched in a
huddle with a couple of dogs and headed that way. Spilling beer and
staggering he managed to stop before toppling over Dave.
    Dave wiped beer
from the back of his neck and looked up at Fergus, his face
grim.
    ‘Wow, a
computer game,’ said Fergus, ‘brilliant display’.
    ‘Enoch, sober
him up,’ said Dave and hooked a thumb over his shoulder.
    Enoch grinned,
swivelled round and jabbed a finger into Fergus’s leg, just above
the knee. Fergus felt an excruciating pain shoot up his leg and
into his balls. His arms shot out, throwing the beer glass away,
and his legs convulsed, launching him eight feet in the air turning
forward in a clumsy half somersault. Fergus would’ve crashed face
first into the huddle, but Enoch leapt up and grabbed him by the
throat and crotch. Holding the struggling Fergus above his head,
Enoch walked to the side of the pavilion.
    Enoch threw
Fergus so that he landed feet first. Fergus hit the ground, bounced
as if on a trampoline, and launched himself at Enoch, who ducked
underneath grabbed Fergus and threw