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the loo for centuries. Just start without me.

Seriously? The toilets? That's kind of icky.

Hey! Eww... in there now!

Listen, just because I can see you,

doesn't mean you may stalk

and annoy me. So get lost!

Disappear? You have the gift.

So I must stay with you.

Old gargoyle rule.

I've enough problems right now.

I can't take care of a loopy little ghost.

Xemerius isn't a ghost.

I'm a powerful gargoyle demon

conjured up in the 11th century and

unfortunately cursed to walk the earth forever.

Forever? I see. That may take a while.

Let's be friends. I am amiable,

charming, witty, awe-inspiring,

discreet,

and terribly clever.

What else do you expect of Xemerius?

Actually, I don't want to see you at all.

One more question... honey, boss, mistress?

- What is this place?

- The Lodge's headquarters.

Where they've secretly controlled

the gene carriers' time travels for centuries.

Time travel? You're pretty weird.

Honestly, I only understand half of all that mystical stuff.

See, you need Xemerius.

Together we'll unravel the mystery.

- I'm your secret weapon!

- Fine.

But you won't be around when

I'm snogging, chip in and get on my nerves.

And when we're not alone,

you remain invisible, yes?

Gwendolyn, are you coming?

Agreed! Will you buy me a kitten?

- No.

- No?

- No.

- Please.

I may not need to elapsicate all

that long today. I'm not even dizzy.

Are you sure your judgement

is superior to mine?

I'm sure two lonely hours

in a cold, dark room will do you good.

One hour is certainly enough.

The poor child!

My my, you're too soft-hearted, Mr. George.

About time I took drastic measures.

Two and a half hours. Even better, three.

Let's not do things by halves.

Target date:
12 September 1953.

Are you ready, Miss Gwendolyn?

- Ouch! Blimey!

- Sorry. How did you get here?

Let me help you. Are you dizzy?

No.

- Who are you anyway?

- Gwendolyn Shepherd. The Ruby. And you?

The Ruby? Oh, oh my!

Lucas Montrose. Second Adept.

Usually there's no one here.

- Please say something so I know you're alright?

- Grandpa Lucas?

- I'll better get some ice.

- No, wait.

You really are my grandfather.

You sing "God Save the Queen" in the shower

and have breakfast in your pyjama.

I don't have children. Not even a wife.

Yes, but you will have three children.

- Sadly Aunt Glenda is pretty daft but...

- Stop! I don't want to know.

The Ruby.

- You really have ...

- The time travelling gene.

- How old are you?

- 34.

I was just initiated into the Lodge, and I now I'm a grandfather.

Of a time travelling granddaughter.

- Am I a kind grandfather?

- The best.

I loved you very much.

Oh! So I'm already... dead, yes?

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