‘The process didn't work perfectly for them.’ I can’t believe I wrote that. Of course it didn’t work perfectly for them. Inanimate objects they had on them were chopped up, distorted or missing – so come on, they probably didn’t survive the process. Mind you, I suppose it is possible that it did work OK for them, and they’re sitting in Norwich now, thinking it’s me who’s dead.

As to what happened to me, and that second sending from ’05 Norwich to this place, well, I have a couple of theories. The first is that whatever went wrong with the first test, has left some sort of wormhole (OK, I know that’s not what it is, but it’s a word I can use, and it helps me to visualise). If the hole is open (all the time, or just occasionally?) that might explain how I got here, and how it is that I can send and receive things to the internet.

My other thought is that the Project Hermes team are still sending – perhaps even using some sort of tracer to try to recover me (I guess the tracker built into my wristpad is still working). Maybe that’s what caused the second trip to this place.

Either way, there’s nothing I can do to get back. All I can do is sit here and hope the team find a way to rescue me; or alternatively that someone reading this message can figure out a way to get me home.

Oh yes, the photo. I realised that the camera on my wristpad is still working, so I thought I’d put up a picture of my surroundings. I’m sure it would suit some people, if they liked trees.