Lloyd Alger

Lloyd Alger

Height: Weight: Hair Color: Nation: Medal Count Gold: Silver: Bronze: Favorite Event:

1.8 meteres 75kg Brown Oceania - - - N/A

Bio: It was a bright cold day in May, and the clocks were striking thirteen. Lloyd Alger, his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of Riddle Block 515, though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of gritty dust from entering along with him.

The hallway smelt of shit and dog urine. At one end of it a coloured poster, too large for indoor display, had been tacked to the wall. It depicted simply an enormous face, more than a metre wide: the face of a man of about forty-five, with a heavy black moustache and ruggedly handsome features. Lloyd made for the stairs. It was no use trying the lift. Even at the best of times it was seldom working, and at present the electric current was cut off during daylight hours. It was part of the economy drive in preparation for The Lawn Game Olympics. The flat was only one flight up, and Lloyd, who was thirty The poster with the enormous face gazed from the wall. It was one of those pictures which are so contrived that the eyes follow you about when you move. BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU, the caption beneath it ran.