The Curse of Gary (Part 81)

Victor looked at the water pistol in his hand. "What am I supposed to do with this?" The electric light buzzed and blinked, then went out. "Great." A distant screech lifted Victor's gaze. Faint light suffused the horizon sky, waking sleepy hilltops and discovering the wintry grey bark of the bare trees. The pterodactyl soared... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 70)

Victor re-entered the hall, looking sharper than the mansion's previous hostages had looked on their second day there. He stooped and prodded the python stretched out by the wall; it made no response. He lifted its tail, and then dropped it. "Hmm. Too bad. You know, little friend, your death may have saved my life—if... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 66)

Victor closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. "Okay, so, every room is cursed, but once I break the curses in all the rooms then I'm free—is that it?" Neil looked toward the door again with worry. "A lot of the rooms are already free from the curse," continued Victor. "I just got rid of... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 62)

In the hall, three pythons lay dead, and another was stretched out alongside the wall, trying to digest the billiard ball it had swallowed. Down the end of the hall, a five ball rested in the corner, vomited by the final snake, which was nowhere to be seen. Victor crouched by the bathroom door and... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 61)

Wider and wider the snake's mouth opened, until a slimy red sphere bearing the numeral seven began to emerge from its oesophagus. Battle neared; wings rustled, claws stomped; Victor breathed curses. With a heave, the python expelled the seven ball from its gaping mouth. Its head flopped as the giant, glistening cherry slid onto the... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 60)

Lying there, he drew the python to his chest, and lowered his head. The magpie approached, whistling and rapping its beak on the floor. Victor remained still. The tap and scratch of claws neared; Victor could hear the monster bird breathing. It stopped in front of him and waited, and then nudged him with its... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 59)

As Victor crouched and placed the snake on the floor, a mini-explosion boomed behind him. He rubbed his ears and opened and closed his jaw. "Damn, that was loud," he yelled. He re-entered the pool room and saw a transparent, gelatinous puddle where the injured magpie had lain. As he walked past the puddle, he... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 58)

Spotting an opportunity, Victor slipped in almost unnoticed amid the raucous melee of fangs and wings. He reached cautiously over the table and found that the pythons, preoccupied with their avian assailants, made no attempt to repel his approach. Digging his hand into the churning demonic spaghetti, he took hold of a bloated snake he... Continue Reading →

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 →

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