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So that message was a time and place. A meeting maybe, or a trap?

Hmm, it's quite a long way but it's almost 5pm so that gives me 6 hours to get there.

It's possible but I will have to get a move on.

I hope this isn't the last time I post here but should anything happen, thanks for the help.

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I finally found a place to charge the laptop. So the message was Einstein-Rosen. I'll have to check out this white and black hole stuff.

I wish I could talk to No, he's a math student, he could probably make more sense of this than me.

I got a second message but it seems just to be audio. You know I'm sure those CCTV cameras are following me. I'd better go. Here is the new message, see if you have more luck with it than me.

Could someone on the inside be trying to help?

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I'm so tired. I've got to keep moving about but now I have no idea where to go.

Still something strange has happened. I recieved an email but there was no senders address just a name, Quantum Industries Insider. Maybe they're somehow related to the Tempus Think Tank people.

Attached was this video. You will need to use the key to see this one. I'm pretty sure it's still a secret to just us and I don't want to risk letting just anyone see the video. If the sender is one of them then I can't let them be caught.

Still one big problem, I have no idea what the video means. Maybe it's help, maybe it's just a threat. Please can you help me with it?

It's almost 2am here, I need to find a safe place to sleep and the battery on this thing is almost flat. I'll have to find a way to charge it later.

Good luck and thanks.

re still people out there willing to help me. You may just be my life line.

I checked out that information on Gauss-Bonnet, it's interesting but so far I can't see how geometrical theorem relates to all this.

Ancient messages in English about theories that wouldn't be around until the eighteenth century, the Mayan calendar and the clone henchman of some bunch of crazies who may, according to a scorched fragment of paper be calling themselves the Tempus Think Tank Ltd.

I should have taken longer to look at the bit of paper. The camera has completely stopped working now but maybe I can do something with the video I was able to pull off it.

On a more worrying note, I have not been able to get hold of No at all. I hope he is safe.

Clones, they had to be. The grave stone was a trap, it must have been moved some time ago but they were waiting.

This guy tried to grab me, if he hadn't grabbed the hood of my jacket with is only help on by buttons... But no matter where I ran, the same guy seemed to be already there.

The bit of paper was on the ground when I doubled back through the graveyard. I know it wasn't there the first time but what burnt it I don't know, it was still hot when I picked it up.

I guess someone up there must like me or have a sick sense of humour because just as one of them was about to shoot me, WAM! This old double decker bus jumped a red light and flattened him.

I didn't dare hang about but I didn't see any of the clones after that. This whole thing is getting stranger by the minute.

Still maybe I have a clue now, the paper is almost totally disintegrated now but I won't forget the name, Tempus Think Tank Ltd.

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You will need the key

First sleep in days

Cold, cramped and dirty but at least it was sleep. I am still on the move but I have left the first clue for you.

I have an idea where I may find the next part of the message, carved on a gravestone somewhere near Glasgow of all places. God do I dare try and find it or do I do the sensible thing and stay hidden. What should I do.

Heh, I just jumped at my own shadow. I need to find some coffee, and a bacon roll.

Meantime, those of you who choose to risk being caught by whoever these maniacs are, I need to find out what a Gauss-Bonnet is. A single line of the message with no context but the way it was written in the manscript it must be important and I've had no luck so far.

If you find out, let me know here. I'm not sure that the email is safe anymore.

Now to find that coffee.

Safe for the moment

Jake is dead, doesn’t seem any point hiding his name now. I found out from No through a private email. He went into hiding too.

I shouldn’t have used an ATM, I think that’s how they found me yesterday. These people are serious, 2 big guys, movie henchman look a likes with silenced pistols. I tell you I have a jacket torn to shreds getting over a razor wire fence and a pair of trousers I can never wear again.

Still may I never complain about British Rail trains running late again. If it had been on time the doors would have closed with me on the wrong side of them. Still they are a rotten place to spend half a day on. I’ve changed trains more times than I can count now, just using a wireless hotspot to update this blog.

At least these guys aren’t government otherwise my face would be all over the news, wanted for terrorism or something. Still I’m going to have to stay out of site for a few days, I won’t say where.

I have decided that the message is too dangerous to just hand out. Who ever these people are they aren’t afraid to hurt people, so I have hidden it somewhere out there on the web.

If you really want to know what it is, then I’ll give you a clue how to find it but be sure you want it. I was foolish to involve others. I need a few hours to make sure it’s safe though. Guard the key, you will need it later.

You should know part of the message was a date, 23/11/2012

Keep your eyes open.

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If you have found this message then I hope you are someone who can help me. For that I thank you.

I guess I owe you an explanation.

My two friends who I shall refer to as No and P for the moment and myself are students studying ancient history and maths.

We heard about the Voynich manuscript during a lecture and though it would be fun to try to crack it. We downloaded copies from the Yale Beinecke library website but after almost three months we had nothing.

By that time though No was already getting jumpy. He kept telling us he thought he was being followed and that someone had searched his room several times. At the time we both thought he had been smoking too much weed.

Then three days ago while No and myself were grabbing a takeaway P dropped all the print outs on the library floor. When we returned I had never seen him so excited. He showed us that while all the papers were spread out on the floor he had spotted several tiny snippets of text that lined up when the pages overlapped.

Now here comes the bit that spooked us. As we slowly pieced it together we found that the message was not in Latin but in modern English.

This was when we made our first big mistake. While P was still searching for the rest of the message No and I were phoning and emailing everyone we could think of to see if anyone else had found any part of the message.

That evening we made our second mistake leaving all our paperwork in my room while we went down to the bar to talk over what we had found. We though it had to be a mistake a fluke maybe some kind of joke.

When we returned to our dorms we found the rooms trashed and all notes and print outs gone. It was only by chance I had kept a copy of the message in my wallet. A message we no longer thought was a joke. When we tried to download new copies of the manuscript we found that some of the pages we had seen were gone or had been changed.

Then we found out P had disappeared too. He had never made it back to his dorm. That was when I decided I had to hide till I could work out what to do. I guess I have not been thinking clearly since then. I just know I have to find the other parts of the message where ever they are.

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There is someone outside, I think they found me. I have to stop