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BOOOM GOES THE DYNAMITE.
Awoken with a start, as a barrage of thunder rumbles through my window and shakes me into the present. A giant bolt of lightning strikes into the Post box opposite. If that isn't a bad omen to mark the birth of the new Lizard King, then I don't know what is.

I take a wander to meet Riot and visit the portrait gallery to check out the new Ken Currie paintings. More mixed weather. This chap wasn't phased. Not for a second. As long as he has a supply of the Red Death and a guitar, he's going to be just peachy, thank you very much for asking...