‘There he is,’ Gramps shrieked. ‘The Spy. The scumbag spy.’ I looked up and saw a monstrous white hairy face disappear into the drain. I had never seen such a frightening sight. White hair covered its entire head. I couldn’t even see any eyes. In a flask Gramps splashed into the drain after it. It’s WICKED! It won’t let you go. And it’s bringing you closer to the end…