......Rock said " say just 'one word' little man and I'll plug you ! ", making a motion like pulling a zip across his lips Stan retreated behind his easel. Using the barrel of the Luger, Rock pressed the door release button, the door, sealed for many years, began to open with a sound like fingernails on a blackboard. As it opened further it moved easier and thankfully quieter, as the door opened fully something advanced from the gloom beyond, not taking his eyes off us, Rock backed through the door saying " all your scary monster stories ! just hokem to keep people from looking too closely at your 'Plant', just a sham like your so called aircraft production.." The door began to close, as Rock continued he became aware of warm breath on the back of his neck, turning his head his final words were lost as the door resealed itself.." remember anyone opens this.......door and......I'll....SHIIIIII............". We all relaxed,...taking a ladder from behind his easel Stan stood it before the door. Taking the sign he had been 'renovating', he climbed the ladder and began to re-fit it saying " I did try to warn him, you all heard me....." The Major was stood, open mouthed, eyes fixed on the door.." WHAT the HELL! was that ?", she asked, I glanced at the door and said " What was what ?". The Major fixed me with a stare and said " That, that...THING!!", I shrugged and said " dunno, probably a new Disney character or something, just forget about it and let's get out of here........fast !" The elevator seemed quite surprised to see us but remained pretty silent for our return to the staffroom. Abdul Ali was waiting, Tailspin had gone with DVK to the infirmery, and I remembered Peter Petty was still at large. Gloria took some clothes from her locker and got dressed and we walked with Abdul and the Major back to the airstrip. Adul Ali's Jabiru and the Hummer had been loaded onto the C-130 and it had departed, now waiting for Abdul Ali was a Mil-24 helicopter, I scratched my head and said " I don't know how you get through British airspace with this hardware and not get challenged by the RAF...", Abdul Ali looked surprised and replied " What RAF ?", fare point. As the helicopter lifted off Gloria said " I need another shower", I was about to say " I'll join you", when I saw Peter Petty walking towards us. Gloria walked away as I asked Petty " well, what's the bad news ?", Petty looked sullen as he said " Everythings fine !, I've checked and even the fire engine passes, so a clean report.............except !".... "Except what ?" I asked, Petty now dropped his bombshell, " It's an oversight on the Council's part, although you have a duty to disclose all inspectable areas, it seems however that no inspection has been conducted in 'Area 51b' for seventy years". I just stood looking dumb then said " Area 51b, what's that ? I've never even heard of it !", Petty said "that's immaterial, permisssion to build was given in 1940 and the only inspection was carried out upon completion in 1942. After that it was classified Top Secret until wars end, it seems the Council forgot to put it back on the inspection schedule after that ". I protested "I wasn't even born, I know nothing about it! ". Petty was not sympathetic, in fact it was probably the answer he was hoping for as he said " that's as may be but I'll be back with a team of Inspectors in 2 weeks and if you can't provide full access to ' Area 51b ' or proof of it's destruction, I'll shut The Plant down.......permanently!!". Looking at his car he then said rather sheepishly, " you couldn't call me a cab, could you ?". ' I could call you a lot worse than that' I thought, but I called the cab and as Petty departed with a cheery " see you in a fortnight", I was left thinking ' BUGGER!!'..... THE END ( for now ! )