Games, Illustrations and Short Stories
He could feel the horrors in the corners, the evil of the shadows. He could feel the monster lurk, creatures run in fear.
He wanted to leave, wanted to run. He was still there.
He wanted to scream, he wanted to fight. He stayed still.
Paralysed by darkness, nowhere to flee….
David had been at the fair all night, and it was getting dark. The clouds was gathering in the sky, and people were leaving. Rain might fall.
He walked towards the gate. He was one of the last, and the carnies were taking their stuff down.
There was a little door with lights on it on his right hand. He walked closer.
-Welcome, a figure said by the door. -Welcome to the carousel of dreams.
-But aren’t you closing?
-There’s always time for one last ride.
David went in, and jumped on a little carriage.
-Have fun! The operator laughed a wicked laugh.
The little carriage shook a bit. It took off…
-What is that? I’ve never seen anything so… So beautiful!
-Our people have been inflating these bubble-things since the beginning of time, for longer than our collective memory can take us back.
-What are they for?
-I don’t know, the old man said. They stood in silence for a while…
-We’re taking in water!
-All men to the pumps! Captain Jack held on the the fence, the strong wind almost throwing him over board.
-There is a light in a distance, captain!
-It might be a boat, or land even! We need to reach them, whoever they are. Starboard, full speed!
She was the air and the sea, the wind and the waves…
You summoned us, the largest head said.
“I did.”
We are in debt. Your desire is our command.
“I need someone to die.”
Do you have what’s needed?
He held his hand out, revealed a hairbrush. It burst into fire.
It’s done.
He walked up the stairs to his house…
Galaxy Gary stepped out of his space ship. A hostile planet it was, Phosphor volcanos made the air unbreathable, the dry landscape gave life to nothing.
He walked around. Something moved in a distance. A hideous monster came running his way, followed by several others. They made the most most horrible gurgling sounds. He got his space gun out.
They kept coming,
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