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Phyllis digs out her knitting and starts clicking away quietly; she watches Archie doing his rounds and she senses his disappointment with the lack of immediate action. Typical of the young she thinks and remembers when she was a gel. She's glad when he finally falls asleep and continues to knit having had a decent sleep before they arrive.

Anna checks that nobody in the shelter needs any medical attention and then finds a corner to snatch some sleep, at least until the all clear is sounded. She glances over at Archie feeling his pent up agitation to go and confront their adversaries. Anna hopes the police can disrupt any plans the Steadmans have for tonight but she doesn't hold out much hope they'll find anything that will lead to their arrest or apprehending Mrs Exeter.

The night passed uneventfully, though the sound of bombs falling could still be heard overhead. However, those who wished to sleep managed to do so. They were starting to get used to this now. Early in the morning, the all clear finally sounded, waking everyone.

OOC,[b]Phyllis[/b] and [b]Anna[/b], please roll Sanity for enduring the third night of the Blitz. Sanity loss is 0/1. Everyone else has already lost 1 Sanity on one of the first two nights and is now used to it.

Anna Sanity 80,[dice]0[/dice]

Anna shudders at the sound of the all clear. "This is all starting to get to me" she thinks.

Archie sits up with a quiet groan and pulls an old fashioned pocket watch on a chain from his jacket to check the time.

OOC:   Is it near to dawn?

sanity,[dice]0[/dice]

Despite her resolve, Phyllis nods off into a deep and surprisingly refreshing sleep. Sitting upright, she ends up snoring quite loudly; sometimes almost as loud as the 'planes above! Many hours later she wakes with a start just as the 'all clear' is sounded.

A quick glance at his watch showed Archie that it was about six o'clock. Dawn would come soon.

Archie straightens up his hair and uniform quickly and efficiently. "Ship shape," he says to himself.

Seeing Phyllis awake, Archie ambles over to talk to her. "Good morning Phyllis. Do you feel up to hunting down this bombed out house you located last night, where the Steadmans met Catherine Exeter? Once the sun comes up, which shouldn't be too long."

"And we might even see something we might buy for breakfast along the way. If the Royal Navy has taught me anything, it's never let the enemy get in the way of proper meals."

With a groan, Benjamin wakes up.

"Oh, my aching joints... Sleeping on a hard pew at my age... Sorry I drifted off, I wanted to stay awake to see if the monster would make an appearance, but I'm afraid I was just so exhausted..."

"And if the monster had turned up he'd have eaten you up, decrepit.bones and all! You silly old fool." Phyllis scolds Benjamin affectionately.
She stands, stretches and picks up her big hand bag. "Right you are, Reverend," she says to Archie, "Into the fray! I suggest we go to Liverpool St station entrance, East and I'll try to remember from there. Anyone else coming?"

Anna stretches and smooths down her hair and dress. "Another restless night, let's see what clues the Steadmans have left for us. Do you think we should ask the constabulary if they found any signs of them?"

"Liverpool Street it is," Archie says to Phyllis, looking eager.

To Anna he answers, "I'm very reluctant to lose a second in case Phyllis' marker is lost. Contacting the police could be the second priority after the house is located, perhaps?"

"Lead on Macduff" smiles Anna. She opens up her medical bag, stowing away her torch and knife, and fishing out a set of keys: "Shall I drive?"

"Yes, let's go hunting for clues! We need all the information we can get." Benjamin seems eager to get going again, perhaps to compensate for the fact that he dozed off last night...

Archie nods happily to Anna. "I didn't realise you had left your car here at the church. Righto, on to Liverpool Station to pick up the scent."

Archie pauses to reconsider, not wishing to offend Anna. "Ahh, if we don't actually have a car here at St James', I think the quickest way to get to this bombed house would be our taking the tube to Liverpool St Station, thence for Phyllis to retrace her steps. It seems a good morning for a walk, shall we?"

He takes a deep breath and says to himself, "Come, pluck up, heart, let's neither faint nor fear."

Anna shrugs, "That would be fine by me, but I would like to call the others at the sanatorium to let them know where we're going, perhaps a few of them might like to meet us there".