“Ah.” Mark commented that explained why a Policeman had been invited to a social event that he would not normally be invited too. “So you have official standing, that could be handy from the way things are going.”<br/><br/>He considered his next words, “That seems to imply that you think that all of us who attended that evening have been effected in some way?”<br/>Before the inspector could answer a cigar came flying towards him and quick as a snake Mark’s hand flashed up and caught it. He rolled the cigar between his fingers, oddly enough since that night his reflexes seemed to be faster.<br/><br/>Maybe he should tell the Inspector and throw in the fact that he was always hearing music. Maybe not having seen the inside of a lunatic asylum he had no great wish to be a guest there. So instead he looked at Charlotte, “Good evening, come to join the weirdness?”<br/><br/>