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 125)

Victor found himself in a dark, musty wine cellar. He still had the scimitar the wolf knight had given him, but every other trace of the great hall was gone. Tall wooden racks, cradling hundreds of dusty wine bottles, spanned the walls. A small candle in each corner of the room cast a feeble light.... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 108)

Victor crawled out from behind the curtains and took the candlestick back over to the table, where he took a minute to catch his breath. He walked to the spot along the wall he figured the door was, and lifted the curtain from the bottom, stepping back and raising it until he could see the... Continue Reading →

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 →

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