12 October 2006 8.14 gametime, 12.43 mytime. I decide to try The Battle of Trafalgar Square. There are filthy ashtrays and strongbows. MARYLYN and ASTOR are here. This is interesting, I think. Am I meeting new players? Who are CAROLE, MARYLYN and ASTOR? Why have I not met them before? And where is everyone else? Then, unexpectedly, I get my second mission. A ‘rat faced man in a waistcoat’ rushes up. The drummer was arrested. I have to find a drum kit and get myself to the Locarno by 11pm. There are some soldiers here. I still wish to find BARNEY and HASSAN. I also wouldn’t mind coming across LYSYSTRATA and SUPERGIRL, just for fun and old times’ sake. I have not seen STAN, or JOHN MORGAN again, and never met ANGEL and BLUE who, according to BERLIN, where other ‘interesting players’. I have completely lost QUEENIE and SCOOBY. And then there is MARTIN, whose game I watched in BERLIN but whom I have not met since. I look at the familiar landscapes of the Blankeneser riverside. I am still on my own. I am also still unable to figure out where the majority of other players are. I feel torn. If I look for and find a drum kit, I have to drop the defibrillator. But I have been carrying the defibrillator around me for ages now, and I am not sure that I want to drop it without knowing what it would do to me. I decide to use it. This is probably the most stupid thing I have so far done in the game. 700 volts shoot through my body and, to put it shortly, I don’t feel too good.