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'''The Professor's Lab''' is a level in ''[[MediEvil 2]]''. It serves as a hub and a replacement for the [[Hall of Heroes]]. Because of this, it doesn't count as one of the game's main levels.
'''The Professor's Lab''' is a level in ''[[MediEvil 2]]''. It serves as a hub and a replacement for the [[Hall of Heroes]]. Because of this, it doesn't count as one of the game's main levels.
 
==Changes after levels==
The lab is relatively empty when first visited consisting only of two workbenches, a device on one bench, a projector and a board with some scribbles on it.
*[[Kensington]] - After this level there are two lights behind the workbenches.
*[[The Freakshow]] - After this level there are two glowing tube on the wall opposite the workbenches.
*[[Greenwich Observatory]] - After this level there is an oscillating machine between the two tubes.
*[[Kew Gardens]] - After this level the tubes have moved to the door leading to the lab where Dankenstein is assembled, the oscillating machine was been turned around, there are two dials underneath a vent next to the lab door and a machine is behind the workbenches.
*[[Dankenstein]] - After this level the tubes have moved back to where they were and the dials have disappeared.
*[[Wulfrum Hall]] - After this level there is a large smoking machine in the corner behind the workbenches.
==Books==
==Books==
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January 17th
January 17th


I find myself in the Bonny Prince Charlie, a Coastal inn some 80 miles west of Inverness. Tomorrow we set sail for the Hebrides. The weather forecast is bad and as I look from my window across the sea, a great foreboding steals up upon me, as a real as the storm clouds themselves, that at this very moment roll in from the East blotting the Stars from the sky.        
I find myself in the Bonny Prince Charlie, a Coastal inn some 80 miles west of Inverness. Tomorrow we set sail for the Hebrides. The weather forecast is bad and as I look from my window across the sea, a great foreboding steals up upon me, as a real as the storm clouds themselves, that at this very moment roll in from the East blotting the Stars from the sky.