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 →

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