Itch by Simon Mayo

ItchItchingham Lofte had caused an explosion before.

There had, in truth, been many bangs, flashes and smells coming from his bedroom in the past. But there had been nothing like this one. It wasn’t just the bedroom walls that shook; it was the whole house.

Not that Itch was aware of any of that, as he was unconscious.

He would have stayed that way too if it hadn’t been for the fact that his eyebrows were on fire…

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