[ WP ] It 's a normal day .


 `` Great i probably got wasted again and did something illegal''. Jim mumbled to his reflection in the mirror. 
 
 Though it doesnt seem like something he would or could do while drunk. 
 
 Well it didnt matter. All that mattered was geting to the exam hall on time. 
 
 Putting down the contacts Jim tried to put the mystery to the back of his mind. Rushing to his wardrobe he flung open the doors only to be greeted by another puzzle. 
 
 His entire wardrobe was full of suits. No t-shirts, no Jeans and even his trainers had been replaced by expensive looking black leather shoes. 
 
 `` What the bloody hell is going on!'' 
 
 He began looking around for the clothes he wore yesterday. Where he was expecting to see them slung on the floor there was only a black charred mess of metal and ashes. 
 
 Driven by an unfamiliar impulse to investigate he approached the mess. Judging by the charred floorboards this was the aftermath of a fire. He carefully picked up a piece of metal. 
 
 The blackend metal strands were woven together into a familiar lattice pattern. It was a waste paper basket. Someone had clearly set fire to it and presumably whatever papers were inside at the time. 
 
 The only clue left was a small singed piece of laminated plastic not unlike his university ID. Two symbols were still visible. 
 
 I6 
 
 
 

