After the 'flashback' of volume two, this volume of my story picks up the time-line of my story from where volume one left off: Left battered and bleeding on my garden path after what can only be described as a poltergeist-like event I managed to drag myself back into my house and onto my sofa. The DVD which had been playing when the latest bout of 'weirdness' had begun had finished and with my TV's remote control far out of reach and my body in too much pain for me to consider an attempt to retrieve it I resigned myself to a boring night in front of a TV screen full of snowy interference - How wrong I was What followed gave a whole new meaning to the term 'interactive TV' and the tantalizingly cryptic messages which ended my strange night's viewing filled me with new hope and optimism - Could 'they' really be offering what they seemed to be?