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“
What do you think this place is?” she
asked, seeking facts.

“
Let’s look!”

Cameron removed the slab above the cellar top
and he entered the above cellar and he examined it trying to see if
anyone had been there, and looked through all the things, and found
seats and tables that might have belonged to an expensive
hotel.

“
What do you think this stuff is for?”
she asked.

“
It’s a load of rubbish! Let’s try
upstairs!”

She shrugged and followed him up the next
stairs.

At the top of the stairs they entered a long
entirely different modern corridor and Cameron listened for
anything and realized there was nobody there and marched along it
to a door at the end of it and stopped, and examined a complex
modern lock on the door, and spotted a set of keys with a key ring
hanging on a nail on the wall and he removed it, and he stood
examining numbers and passwords on the key ring and used one of the
keys that fitted the lock to unlock it, and kept the keys and
entered another corridor there.

They marched along it and climbed up
another set of stairs and came to a massive metal gateway, where he
removed the keys,
and
laboriously opened fifteen locks on the gateway.

They moved along another corridor and
up more stairs, from deep below the ground,
and came to a second gateway where he
undid two large locked bolts and they climbed another set of
stairs. He pressed twenty numbers, marked on the key ring, to
switch off the alarm systems of the third gateway, and opened
it.

After going up
large staircases and along three corridors they emerged at ground
level and went through a set of revolving doors and emerged at the
front of the building where they heard loud cheers and action
outside the building, and as they were about to look out a window,
before opening a door there, Dory gasped and laughed at something
next to her she recognized, and they looked out the window and
realized that they were in 10 Downing Street in central London, and
that they had been in hidden cellars.

Chapter 16

The Super Power

Cameron entered his
psychiatrist’s
wearing a
pristine expensive black business suit and his
psychiatrist examined it in glances over
the top of his glasses.

He
clearly
wondered what he had been doing and when he
asked he explained that he had been at a birthday celebration, and
one of Dory’s friends, where he had been partying, listening to
loud rock music, and it went on into the night.

He had drank so much he had almost collapsed,
and he recalled looking like a model on a magazine, with her
incredible black dress, and they made their way home early in the
morning.

Everything was perfect, and even he could not
imagine anything going wrong, and it had been a great night but
what still annoyed him was that he did not know what she was doing
at times and it was as though part of his brain would not tell him
what he needed to know to grasp it, and he could not grasp what he
had thought of her before then, and what their relationship was,
but he was entirely glad he had told her what had happened when
they had met.

“
You should cut down on the amount of
drink you consume!” he finally told Cameron.

“
Why?” he replied, gasping, wondering
if he thought he was drunk, as he had only taken a few drinks that
morning – as he had drunk so much the night before.

“
Because!” he replied, writing
something.

“
Because!”

“
Because you medical examinations
showed you had far higher levels of alcohol than all the other
people examined there put together for the entire year!”

“
Did they find anything
else?”

“
You seem healthy enough and without
any other problems!”

Cameron nodded in agreement.

“
The police seemed to have an interest
in you!” he continued, and lifted a newspaper out of drawer and
handed it over to him, pointing at the front page.

Cameron read it with amazement and how
cheekily the writer was claiming a David Cameron look alike had
broken into
10 Downing
Street and had been removed and arrested by the police, and was
being questioned on the incident.

It was incredible and they had only
been caught as Dory had opened the door to wave at someone outside
that she knew, where the press and television news people were,
outside the door of
10
Downing Street.

The story was exaggerated as they were
not arrested and had only been kicked out of
Downing Street and they clearly thought
that they had been put there by people from one of the newspapers,
and he had been sure some people had thought that they were up to
something else in the building.

“
Do you take anything other than the
drink?” he finally asked.

Cameron nodded, and replied, “No!”

“
There’s a bottle of whisky and glasses
over there if you feel better with it!” and answered, and pointed
over at the top of a drink cabinet, where the whisky was shining in
bright rays of golden sunshine and the glasses were sparkling, and
Cameron rushed over and poured himself a drink and rushed back to
his seat and started drinking it.

“
There you’re happy now! That might
help you!”

“
Yes!” he
replied, finishing the rest of the drink off, by pouring swiftly
down his throat.

“
Have
another drink if you want?” he replied, seeing Cameron sip the last
drop out the glass.

He watched
Cameron leap onto his feet but tripped over the edge of a small
carpet and landed head first into his wall and fell over sideways
into the cabinet, smashing all the objects on it up into the air
and over the floor, and he immediately started collecting the
objects off the floor and standing objects back up in their
original positions, and finally looked over at the aged
psychiatrist staring at him insanely.

“
Sit
down!” he grumbled.

He calmly
studied Cameron’s face, and gasped.

“
Well, at
least you managed to recall the positions of all the items over
there I see!”

“
Are you
fit enough?”

“
Alright!”

The
psychiatrist started writing notes and instantly ignored him and
Cameron sat and rested, still exhausted from the night before,
trying to work out if it was the drink, hangover, lack of sleep,
physical exhaustion, or a combination of some or all of them.

This had to be
his lucky break – and he realized that he had actually talked
Sergeant Malone into arranging this whole trip to London and the
appointment with the psychiatrist, and that his stay there now had
been extended until further notice, and he realized that he now had
a way to meet the Prime Minister when he returned by getting into
Downing Street again, and that it could solve his problems and
allow him to explore and meet the Prime Minister and discover if he
was the Prime Minister’s twin brother, which the taxi driver had
convinced him he was, which he had not been able to confirm or
disprove!

“
Now tell
me if you have recalled anything new from when you first lost your
memory and what occurred afterwards!” the psychiatrist asked
firmly.

Cameron sat
firmly and nearly groaned out loud, and he realized how many times
he had actually thought of the incident, and that he had lost faith
in doing it, and realized that he could have damaged his memory
permanently with playing around with it! Yet if anyone could solve
his loss of memory and could have a way to do it then he was sure
he was at the right place, and that there had to be many other
cases, and he would at least get if there was an answer to it and
perhaps accept the truth.

The
psychiatrist asked many questions and Cameron continued telling him
everything he could, and still avoided telling him of the army
being there to investigate a suspected alien landing/crash, but he
did give him the strange dream and told him he thought he was a
werewolf and he was sure that the incident somehow explained
something!

Once again he
realized that he should just ignore it all and let the psychiatrist
and time solve the mess for him, and he should stop wasting his
time, but he still wanted to find out what he had been like, what
people he had known, and what life he had been living up to the
incident. Why had they found the well at the location the treasure
was supposed to be and why had the information he had given the
three soldiers about it been enough to convince them that there was
something there? Which surely was evidence enough!

The
psychiatrist examined him physically trying to find anything that
had missed and was surprised that he had new bruises in weird
places and that they were from him climbing around in a sewage
pipe, and he kept questioning him on his living style and things he
did, and he wrote stuff down.

Then he asked,
“Why were you running in a sewage pipe?”

“
My body
kept on running and I couldn’t stop it!” he confessed, determined
to get an answer. “I ended up there!”

He listened,
surprised and confused, and asked, “Is there anything else?”

“
The
speed I ran was incredible and beyond anything I’ve seen been
run!”

“
Even on
television?”

“
Yes!”

“
What
world records too?”

“
I’ll
show you! Follow me outside!”

Cameron took
his psychiatrist through his waiting room and down the stairs,
avoiding doing his clumsy trip, and he took him outside, where the
road was nearly empty.

The
psychiatrist looked at him crazily, wondering what he was talking
about, and went, “What’d you say you were going to do?”

“
I’m
going to demonstrate what I said existed!”

“
I do not
know what you actually meant!”

Cameron
just wanted him to see it and give him his thoughts about it,
and
he shot across the road as fast as he could
towards a high building, and confirmed his incredible speed to
the
psychiatrist, and
his body started climbing
up the building like an
insect, at an incredible speed, leaping up walls he had never even
seen being climbed before, and in less than a minute he was
standing at the top of the building waving at his
psychiatrist!

The
psychiatrist stood dazed at it, at the other side of the road, and
he rushed back down at a far greater speed, and ran across the road
to him, where he stood with his mouth open!

“
Is that your car there?” he spoke,
pointing to it, near them.

The
psychiatrist nodded in agreement.

“
If you’ll get in it and drive to the
end of this road, and check how fast I run, I’ll concluded my
demonstration ...”

The
psychiatrist nodded in agreement and went over to his car
and started it and waved and accelerated away along the
road.

Cameron swiftly
shot away and raced after it until he was running at the same speed
as it and the psychiatrist started speeding up and he matched the
speed, going at a hundred mph, and he slowly stopped the car and
let Cameron in and drove back to the building, with his mouth still
wide open, clearly still trying to grasp what he had missed!

Chapter 17

The New Cellar

Hazy echoes from Cameron’s heavy breathing
broke the silence in the cellar, and Dory tried to suppress
giggling, and he examined the walls around him as if they had
shifted, and he wondered if the air was stale and making it harder
to breathe and he gasped for more air.

“
What do you expect to find in a cellar
below 10 Downing Street?” she finally moaned, watching him with all
his tools he had bought.

He swiftly removed his backpack and removed a
new metal detector that he had bought to replace the old one as it
was far more powerful, and she smiled at it, and he started using
it to examine objects, including the safe where the treasure map
had been, which might have things hidden in them and he was
surprised that it detected something astounding at the area under
the floor again, which was why he had returned there, and he
believed it was the exact place he should look, and he expected to
find something!

He continued using his pick to smash away the
concrete, and considered using a powerful workman drill, but he
ignored it as it made far too much noise and going by the above
corridors and rooms below Downing Street he was sure that lots of
people worked there and he did not want them to get the
discovery.

He tried knocking small bits of concrete away
with a hammer and chisel, and soon started smashing the concrete
floor away, and was surprised when it started crumbling away.

“
That’ll take a long time to do?” she
moaned, and looked up the stairs to the above cellar, seeing if
there was anything new there and she left him and started examining
objects on the floor.

She examined the equipment he had brought,
and considered the time and cost of the project, and started
clearing away the debris he threw up and cleaned away objects
around the area.