-The traffic’s stuck… damn, as if the weekend wasn’t short enough as it is.
-And here in the middle of the tunnel… Now what?
-I guess we’re just going to have to wait. It has to loosen up sooner or later… Wait, why are people running back here?
-Do you think there’s been an accident?
-I’ll go have a look.
Jake walked on down the tunnel. People were running the opposite way.
-What’s happening? Why are you…
-Run! There’s a monster!
-Run for your life!
-A monster… Ha! That’s just silly. I guess I’ll have to go check it out myself.
The end of the tunnel was far ahead. He kept walking until he could see the bridge outside.
The traffic was jammed, all right. Several big trucks were blocking the way, but there was something else in front of them, like some kind of wall. He couldn’t really see what it was from here, but it looked like a huge rock. There was no one running any more. All the cars were abounded.
He reached the opening. His eyes followed the rock up towards the tall top. A giant face was staring down at him, watching him from high above. Jake swallowed. There was a giant monster sitting on the highway. There was no way no one would ever get past like this.
There goes my vacation. This can’t be happening.
Jake swallowed, forced his hands to stop shaking… (more)
Dirk had been sitting in the jar for days. He was hungry and thirsty, and there was no one around. He had no idea where he was or how he had gotten there. The last thing he remembered was eating some strawberries in the forest. Then he had gotten sleepy.
The door opened. A giant figure came in, long and thin, dark and grey. It looked at him and smiled an evil grin. This monster did not have good intentions.
Dirk got up on his feet. Maybe, if he was lucky, he could find some way to escape this horror, some moment when his keeper would look the other way. If he could only get out of the jar, he could make a run for it.
His abductor looked around the room. He found a test tube, poured some transparent liquid into it. He searched some more, swearing in some strange language. Lifting books, moving glasses and bottles.
He found what he was looking for, a little bottle. Opened it, poured it into the tube. Smoke emerged. The test tube changed colour.
The chemist laughed. He took a deep smell of the smoke coming up. Dirk could see a flash of madness in his eyes, a triumph he didn’t like at all… (more)
Darkness. Blood so fresh, burning flesh. A shadow in front of the fire. Evil, Monstrous. Death.
Tears pressed behind Dalk’s eyes. The madness was threatening to take over.
The shadow moved. Fast. Dalk charged an attack into the darkness. It was there, over him. Claws sunk into his face, his chest. Searching for his heart. His mind. He felt himself fade. His life essence diminish. His sanity disappear
The shadow moved. Fast. Charged an attack. It blended into the darkness. It was there, over him. Claws sunk into his face, his chest. Searching for his heart. He felt his mind fade. His life essence diminish. His sanity disappear… (more)
-Good move, Push said thoughtfully. -A very good move, I hadn’t expected that. His voice was dark and low. Forest sensed worry and anger.
The birds were singing in the trees, two deer ran by in a distance. People walked by. Forest felt the fresh air in his lungs. His mind wandered through the surroundings for a moment, to get a well deserved pause from the intense game.
Push sat there, thinking, rubbing his little flute. There had to be a way out of this situation, some way to read his opponent’s plans. Then, there, just in front of him, it appeared. A solution. He lifted one of his pieces, moved it two steps forward.
Forest snapped out of it, stared at the table. It was turned. He was the one in trouble, the one behind, the one losing. Nature would go under by the power of the supernatural, the beyond, the way of the old gods. The definition of reality was in danger… (more)
-We’re close, Gin! Track said exited. -We’re so close I can smell it!
-We still haven’t found the place where the others turned back, though. The hardest part is still to come.
The rocks around them got steeper and steeper, the landscape more and more hostile. Anyone who ever tried this journey before them either disappeared or came back empty handed telling tales of invincible monsters blocking the way.
They came to a bridge over a bottomless abyss. On the other side they could see the lost city, the place where the treasure was hidden.
-The bridge looks safe enough, Track said ironically looking at the massive construction under his feet.
Halfway over a shadow was seen at the end of the bridge. Something materialized, something big. Something monstrous. A giant came to be, a giant with a giant sword in his hand.
The two adventurers stopped. The air had been hard to breath before, but now Track felt dizzy.
The giant spoke:
“You’ve come this far in total vain
The journey you seek will end in pain.
The shadows in darkness, your greatest threat.
I am the Round Square, this bridge is your death.”… (more)