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can’t be a good thing for me.
They’re completely sealed off in these suits from head to toe. The suits are bright yellow, there’s no missing them that’s for sure.
As the three figures get closer I can see that I’m being approached by
two women and a man, each looking deadly serious, intent but
concerned. That’s a considerable improvement on hostile, but I’d still rather those
laser dots were not trained directly on me.

And what’s happened to this corridor?
    Before the doors closed and the lights went out, this was just a
gloomy, concrete-lined passageway. Was I unconscious for a while?
Did I fall asleep?Did somebody move me?
No, I can tell that this is the same place, the same long corridor, but
before the lights went on, it completely changed. It’s like a team from one of those TV decorating programmes popped
in while the lights were off and gave the corridor a total makeover.
Only this looks like nothing I’ve ever seen before. Let’s put it this way, it belongs more to the realms of imagination and
fantasy than a Cold War bunker in Southern Scotland.
    Either I passed out for a while, or this is what I thought was the
vibration of the power coming back on. What I believed to be movement in the building must have been this
internal transformation taking place. It’s quite incredible.
Gone are the grubby, cold, concrete walls, they’ve now been replaced
by some light, plastic or metallic substance.

If I had to describe it, I’d say it looked just like the interior of a space
station. Not that I’ve ever seen one mind you, but it’s what I’d imagine one
would look like.
    I should have concentrated on the three figures approaching me.
One of the women has pressed the trigger on her weapon, a ray of
some kind strikes my head and my thoughts stop dead.
Activated
    This is better.
The bunker has full power.
    Internal transformation is 100% on upper levels. Communications as yet unrestored. Darkness is at 53% and progressing at normal rates.
    But the timing was wrong. Why did this start so late?
The Missing Host
    Needless to say, our family visit to the bunker was a huge success.
I’ve seen it on adverts many times, but in this case the slogan was true. There really was ‘something for everyone’ here.
    The scale of the bunker was astonishing. Rooms and corridors the size of a football pitch over two levels is
quite some feat.

When you’re walking along that rabbit warren of passageways - with
no natural light - you understand what an amazing structure this is.
And how much concrete they must have used. They certainly won’t have mixed that all by hand.
    Had there been a nuclear attack, life could have continued here
virtually as normal.

Everybody would have had a job of course, the Control Room was
quite clearly where all activity would have been focused.
We had a good hour looking around until Mum reminded us that we
were due to meet our late hosts in the cafe area on the top level.
We’d been shushed quite a lot as we walked around the bunker.
    Harriet and David had loved the lengths of the corridors, and had used
that as an opportunity to go running off into the distance, then
charging back at Mum and Dad. I couldn’t be completely certain about this, but I’m positive that I
sensed a hostility from the other adults who were in the building.
I’m not sure why as this was a tourist attraction, it’s not like we were
in a church or someone’s office or anything like that. Though now I think about it, why were there no other children here
except for us?
The Jigsaw Puzzle
    I was pretty sure that the black car had been driving directly at us.
There’s no mistaking something like that. I was equally sure that I had seen Nat moving.
And I knew that Mum had been distracted by that man, the one who
went to help Nat. Was he helping Nat?
The ambulance workers accepted his authority, they knew exactly
who he was. Or maybe they didn’t know him , but they