The Curse of Gary (Part 140)

The path twisted through the forest and descended into a valley where the trees bore a strange white fruit. On closer inspection Victor discovered the fruit to be soiled nappies—thousands of them—stinking up the valley. A chilling wind rushed through and shook dozens of nappies from their branches; they splatted on the ground and opened... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 139)

Thunder rumbled outside. A heavy click sounded within the final room. Victor stopped pacing and looked to the door: an intense blue light flickered beneath it. He crouched low and tried to peer under the door but saw nothing. He stood and pressed his ear against it; there was a gentle hum. “What the hell... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 138)

“That’s Keith’s,” gasped Gary. He took the gun from Victor’s palm and looked at him in astonishment. “This is Keith’s water pistol.” A huge smile stretched across his face. “Ha! Keith left his water pistol here! Ha-ha! I bet he was looking for it.” “Who’s Keith?” “He was my friend,” said Gary, removing the tiny... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 137)

Victor stood in front of the mirror and straightened his shirt as best he could. There was some clattering from down the hall, and the rustle of comic books being tossed aside, and then a cry of, “Found ’em!” Footsteps clapped the floorboards in the hall, and then Gary was back in the bathroom, Victor’s... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 136)

“You don’t have to go in that last room,” said Gary. He smiled. “You could stay here. With two of us it wouldn’t be so bad. We could play football every day.” Victor nodded and returned a half-hearted smile. His brow knitted as he looked at the flower in Gary’s hand. “That’s a daisy, isn’t... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 133)

The summer sun shone brightly above from between two long, white clouds, while a cool breeze offset its heat. In the south, an ominous gathering of black storm clouds crept into view over the courtyard’s high stone fence. A flash of lightning lit a section of the clouds for a split-second. Victor made a lap... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 130)

“Great. I need to know how many more rooms are cursed. As far as I can figure, there’s only the room next door left to go. I think all the downstairs rooms are curse-free, but there may be some I haven’t found yet. Are there any more rooms downstairs?” Gary’s grey eyebrows squished together in... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 126)

At the top of the staircase, Victor looked both ways along the hall: it was quiet and still—almost pleasant. He turned to his left and walked slowly; two unopened doors waited at the end, on the right-hand side. He stopped in front of the first door and looked it up and down. Shifting his sword,... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 119)

There was a creak to Victor's left; he turned and saw the knight whose armour bore the ram emblem had raised its hand. Victor jumped up from his seat, but a wave of the lion knight's hand told him everything was fine and he should remain seated. The ram knight was an intimidating figure, with... Continue Reading →

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