Wuthering Frights-22

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“Hang on a minute,” said Ollie, exasperatedly. He quickly located the step ladder that Mandrake had no doubt used to climb in and propped it up against the tank. “Thanks,” said Mandrake, extricating himself and climbing down. “What on earth were you trying this time?” asked Ollie, helping him down the last few rungs. “I thought I'd have a go at suffocating myself but I panicked,” said Mandrake, looking thoroughly ashamed of himself. “I've got a bit of a problem with small spaces.” Ollie studied the glass tank in more detail. Not only were there so many cracks in it that it couldn't have held a solid let alone a liquid, a grill ran around the top ensuring an ever constant flow of air. “You'd have had more chance suffocating yourself standing in the street,” said the vampire, clearly a

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