It was a bitterly cold December evening.

Wisps of chilly mist clung closely around Ernie and Theo’s favourite lamp post. It almost seemed to be grasping at the warmth from its brightly burning light...

Ernie was lying quietly beneath his favourite lamp post waiting for Theo to arrive.

Despite the biting December breeze, he was almost fast asleep.

For the past three days, he felt he’d spent every waking moment looking for the internet...