The Curse of Gary (Part 79)

Victor paused. "It's so far away." "Oh, good grief, you're not a toddler, Gary. You can walk fifty feet by yourself." Victor turned and reached for the torch. "Leave that there," the man snapped. "Eight years old and still afraid of the dark! I didn't have the luxury of battery powered lights when I was... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 17)

He crossed the hall and went back to the bedroom he had inspected earlier, the one with the unbreakable window. He placed the lollipop on the desk, and then fished out his phone, wallet and keys from his pockets, and put them on the desk as well. Victor took off his jacket and threw it... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 12)

Victor remained still for several minutes, though his mind was racing. The closest door was along the wall to his left, just a few metres away. He could make it out in a flash, provided it was unlocked. As he pried himself delicately from the fireplace he knocked a log loose and it rolled and... Continue Reading →

Blind Date

Soft music played, cutlery gently clinked against china, and the carefree conversations of happy couples filled the air. Meanwhile Boris looked down and realigned the spotless knife and fork in front of him. How glad he was to have something—anything—to make it look like he was busy. He was running out of ideas. He had... Continue Reading →

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