The Curse of Gary (Part 57)

Poking his head inside, he made a quick scan of the ceiling: all quiet on the magpie front. He left the pillow cases by the door and took the sheet and socks to the pool table. The sheet stretched over most of the playing surface but left a strip of green at each end. "That... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 56)

After a minute, and no sound above, Victor crawled out from beneath the table. He checked and saw all the balls were back on the felt. "I reckon that's it," he said, stroking his chin. He looked around the ceiling at the gum tree branches. "Now I just need a way to—" He noticed the... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 55)

He took the ball from the net and looked at it in his hand. "There has to be something here I'm not seeing." A sudden whoosh swept behind him, shooting a chill through his bones. He ducked quick enough to evade the long beak hurtling like a spear toward the back of his head, but... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 54)

Victor tossed the broken cue onto the pool table; it clacked among the numbered balls. In the branches by the ceiling the boisterous choir once more sang out. "Oh, make your mind up!" yelled Victor, grabbing the pool cue. He held the weapon ready but no birds swooped. The whistling soon subsided. "Huh." He dropped... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 53)

"I have to get out of here," whispered Victor to himself. He edged his way around the table, his gaze darting back and forth between the branches near the ceiling. Six nests. Six magpies. Six points from which death might plummet upon him at any moment. Two doors offered escape: the door back to the... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 52)

Victor walked out from behind the bar, starting to regain his strength. He went over to the pool table. It looked as though a game was in play: balls were strewn about, a cue lay on the table and another leaned upright against a corner pocket. Victor ran his hand over the soft, green surface.... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 51)

He turned the door knob and pushed open the door. A wide room spread before him, its floor, overlaid in sleek, black tiles, glistened like the sea beneath a crescent moon. In the middle of this sea an immense, felt-covered island arose: a nine foot pool table. Victor smiled and stepped into the room. Looking... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 50)

He ducked under the netting, pressed himself against the overturned table sealing the lower half of the doorway, and slithered upward. With difficulty he managed to squeeze himself through the narrow opening and climb over the table, landing with an inelegant splat on the other side. He sat on the floor and pressed his feet... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 49)

Back in the bedroom, he sat at the desk and returned to the reading that breakfast had postponed. The blue, green, and purple dots on the page appeared for a few seconds as a random burst of bubbles, bright and enchanting—but meaningless. Then Victor began to discern the words spelled out in green dots, reading:... Continue Reading →

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