Earth Was My Prison. Part 9. Blottey's Revenge — Ben Tarr

The worm had escaped, but nobody seemed to care at the time. Until a few murders had happened and younger Nexie was killed in a tragic car accident. We had continued on working in the Outlook Hotel as best as. well, as normally as we could do. Until one day an old friend had turned up at the hotel and enough was enough, we then decided to go after the clone and Marshmelkree. This was going to be our personal war, to take the fight to them. Blottey my wife, had left us a suitcase full of Victorian weapons, along with a letter and a locket from two hundred and fifty-one years ago.