Fire!

I've been so worried about The Old Blogs since that awful day at The Old Blogs Home. What *could* have happened to them? The Blog police looked at me as if I'd gone mad when I tried to get them to investigate. They said there was nothing they could do. No witnesses, no bodies...

Last night, I had a terrible nightmare. The home was ablaze and The Old Blogs were running around in a mad panic.
I woke in a cold sweat with a terrible sense of foreboding.

But it was only a dream.

Shocker

I told SteveR and The Professor what I'd found at The Old Blogs Home. They were horrified. SteveR in particular took it very hard- he felt he should have been more cautious about the pod. It must have been the pod. He sobbed and sobbed. How could he have been so stupid? The next day, he didn't move from the sofa, just staring at the carpet, in a daze,feeling numb.

He heard the door open and footsteps coming towards him.


He looked up and "Aaaaaaargh!"

"Is it - really you? Tres?" SteveR couldn't believe his eyes. She looked just like she had blog years ago.

Tres flinched when SteveR tried to hug her. She had done something really stupid and he might not want to hug her after he found out. SteveR didn't care. He was just so pleased to have her back.

"It's much worse than you think," admitted Tres. She is going to need all SteveR's support... and that of all her friends.

Ashes

I had a couple of strange garbled phone calls from The Old Blogs Home that oddly sounded like prank calls- kids messing about. I called back but no one answered so I went round to investigate. I was stunned by what I found. I still can't believe it.
I wondered around the empty house. There was a eerie silence and a awful smell of burning. No one to be found. Just piles of dust.

More dust.

What on Blog earth has happened here? I always thought that spontaneous combustion was a load of codswallop.

Where are The Blogs?