Dave and Chanelle got back to the Green Man Hotel within half an hour and picked their room key up from the bowl on reception.

“Sir..” said the shy girl who had been on reception. “You can’t go to your room yet, the cleaners are still in there. They’ll be finished soon if you would like to wait outside.”

“It’s fine,” replied Dave, not even turning around in his hurry whilst he spoke.

“Sir, I really think you should wait until they are finished,” said the girl firmly.

“I just need to get my phone,” said Dave. “They can carry on around me.”

“Sir! Don’t...” the girl tried to grab the keys out of his hand.

Dave and Chanelle were through the door and out of reception before she could say any more.

“That was really strange,” said Chanelle as they hurried along the plush corridor of the five star hotel she had insisted they stayed in. “She must be having a bad day.”

They turned the corner to see a large hole where the door to their hotel room had previously been. Standing in the midst of the destruction, was the manically grinning Agent Splarg, the green alien with the massive gun they had seen earlier.