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FILL: Tom Watson and Tentacles: Abominations. Part 11/12

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Lachlan returns with a couple of industrial-strength torches and a bundle which, on inspection, turns out to consist of Tom’s own clothing. Then he tactfully wanders round the clearing checking objects strewn on the ground whilst Tom, with considerable discomfort, gets himself dressed. In the unstable light, he catches glimpses of monumental sucker-marks adorning his body and limbs. He wants nothing more than to get himself back to his shared flat, and sleep the clock around.

“Hey! There’s a whole heapa stuff here! It’ll sink the rowing boat, no question. What d’you want done with it, Mr Watson?”

“Wha ….?” Tom, still disoriented, can’t understand what Lachlan is asking of him.

“The gift, remember? Seems like It’s scoured the seven seas for sunken treasure for you! There’s heaps of it here. What d’you want done with it?”

“Christ, how should I know? Treasure?”

“Well, let’s see now - pile of bullion over there. Higgledy-piggledy mixture of jewellery, old weapons and various utensils in precious metal behind those bushes. A huge amount of stuff labelled Titanic under that tree, And that’s only what I can see from here.”

Tom makes a muffled sound of mixed hilarity and despair.

“It really has no idea, has It? The naivety is staggering! I’d‘ve thought you - Its Chosen, I mean - would’ve kept it bit better informed, to be honest. It sort-of looks like your lot have kept It in ignorance deliberately.”

“Now look here, Mr Watson, you’ve seen It - probably know It better than anyone else, ever. You can’t reason with …. What did It want you for, anyway?”

“That,” says Tom with aplomb, “is for me to know, and you to wonder at. Anyway - " he continues hastily, “in the meantime we have a bit of a problem. Start by filling the boat with some of the smaller, more portable stuff whilst I have a think.”

He finishes dressing whilst Lachlan grumbles, huffs and finally goes off to do his bidding. Whilst he’s waiting, Tom then occupies himself in filling his pockets with precious stones.

“Alright,” says Lachlan sulkily on his return, “What now?”

“Now - " says Tom with relish, “I row the boat over and you wait ‘till I get back. If you fill your pockets I won’t ask. Then we’ll do one more boat-load and leave the rest. It’ll be fun to see what happens when the park authorities find it.”

“But …”

“This isn’t a discussion. I WOULD leave all of it, but I owe it to the Party to refill its coffers. Oh - and I don’t want to hear a peep from your family about anything from now on. It’s been great doing business with you, Lachlan, but I have a life to live that will from now on be beyond the purview of the Murdoch empire! See you soon - and then hopefully never again!"