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  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. About the Author
  4. Title Page
  5. Intoroduction
  6. ONE
  7. TWO
  8. THREE
  9. FOUR
  10. FIVE
  11. SIX
  12. SEVEN
  13. EITHT
  14. NINE
  15. TEN
  16. ELEVEN
  17. TWELVE
  18. THIRTEEN
  19. FOURTEEN
  20. FIFTEEN
  21. SIXTEEN
  22. SEVENTEEN
  23. EIGHTEEN
  24. NINETEEN
  25. TWENTY
  26. TWENTY-ONE
  27. TWENTY-TWO
  28. TWENTY-THREE
  29. TWENTY-FOUR
  30. TWENTY-FIVE
  31. TWENTY-SIX
  32. TWENTY-SEVEN
  33. TWENTY-EIGHT
  34. TWENTY-NINE
  35. THIRTY
  36. THIRTY-ONE
  37. THIRTY-TWO
  38. THIRTY-THREE
  39. THIRTY-FOUR
  40. THIRTY-FIVE
  41. THIRTY-SIX
  42. THIRTY-SEVEN
  43. THIRTY-EIGHT
  44. THIRTY-NINE
  45. FORTY
  46. FORTY-ONE
  47. FORTY-TWO
  48. FORTY-THREE
  49. FORTY-FOUR
  50. FORTY-FIVE
  51. FORTY-SIX
  52. FORTY-SEVEN
  53. FORTY-EIGHT
  54. FORTY-NINE
  55. FIFTY
  56. FIFTY-ONE
  57. FIFTY-TWO
  58. FIFTY-THREE
  59. FIFTY-FOUR
  60. FIFTY-FIVE
  61. FIFTY-SIX
  62. FIFTY-SEVEN
  63. FIFTY-EIGHT
  64. FIFTY-NINE
  65. SIXTY
  66. SIXTY-ONE
  67. SIXTY-TWO
  68. SIXTY-THREE
  69. SIXTY-FOUR
  70. SIXTY-FIVE
  71. SIXTY-SIX
  72. SIXTY-SEVEN
  73. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  74. CLIMATE EMERGENCY
  75. Copyright

Once again, the familiar bumpy camera work. The person holding the phone is running. They cross a normal, residential road towards a parked car. The camera drops slightly as the cameraman – Alan again? – crouches down. You can see a bit of the car bonnet at the bottom of the screen.

From the left of the shot, two more people appear. They’re running in a kind of half-crouch, and looking left and right. Their hoods are up and I can’t see their faces. They run straight across the road and up the driveway of the house that’s in the middle of the image. One stops next to the car – a big white 4x4. Both of them put their hands down inside the zipped-up fronts of their coats and, almost perfectly synchronised, they pull out cans of spray paint, shaking them furiously. Huge, red shapes start to appear on the white garage door and along the side of the 4x4. Because it’s raining, the shapes start to disintegrate almost immediately, leaving a pinkish curtain of paint and water.

One of the men wipes the garage door with his arm, then starts again. Seeing that it’s working, the other does the same on the car bonnet. The shapes this time are more distinct. Letters.

Leave

The front door opens, and a woman comes out. She has one foot on her front step, another still in the house, and she’s waving frantically with one arm. One of the hooded men takes a step towards the woman in the doorway, and she seems to shrink back, but her arm is still waving, and you can see her lips moving as she shouts at the hooded man. She steps quickly inside her house and slams the door just as one of the cans of spray paint bounces off it. The other man stamps on his can then throws it, erupting with paint, onto the roof of the car. The paint runs over the windscreen, the bonnet, the sides, like a veil of blood. The two hooded men then turn, sprinting away from the house, back the way they had come. They run out of the left of the shot. The camera goes shaky again as its holder stands up and begins to run in the opposite direction.

The video ends. The screen with the thumbnails returns.

I click on another.

In this one, the camera is in the middle of a group of people. They are shouting, raising their fists towards something that I can’t see.

I pick up my headphones, and shouts of ‘Murderers’ fill my ears.