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Around Barry Island, UK, Monday Afternoon
So maybe, just maybe, it would have been a good idea to text Jack HELP! more than five mintes before the part where George and Nina had run into a room full of feasting vampires wielding only a potted plant and a golf club, shouting "Who wants a piece of my plant?!" (George) to rescue young Adam, but, well, that was hindsight, and hindsight was ( Read more... ) -
Honolulu Heights, Barry Island, Friday
"...Now this here is your room, isn't that fantastic? I think there's a game of Buckaroo downstairs-- one of the other guests must have left it behind."
"Buckafuckingroo?"
The surly teenager standing before George gave him a look that went beyond disbelief. George, being George (and being rather preoccupied with sorting out the boy's sheets) did ( Read more... ) -
A Bedroom in a House on Barry Island, Wales, Sunday
"It's been nice seeing Bo again, hasn't it?" George mused.
Nina crossed her arms over her lace corset and gave him a very pointed Look. George fidgeted a bit with the sheets and failed to meet her eyes.
There was a very loud thump"I... I really think she and Mitchell are a good match," he said. "She's very nice. Much nicer than the last one ( Read more... ) -
Honolulu Heights, Thursday Morning
It had taken Mitchell time to track down Daisy. He had only set off to do it after the first rushes of joy at Annie's return had faded - really, he'd rather not have done it, but he knew a deal when he heard one ( Read more... ) -
Honolulu Heights, Friday
So several people had been promised a housewarming party - and George had managed to convince Mitchell not to invite everyone in the whole neighbourhood, so chances were it might not even end in disaster - which would double as a 'welcome back, Annie!' party ( Read more... ) -
Honolulu Heights, Barry Island, Friday
Most of the people Mitchell knew on-island had long since left it - and even if they hadn't, the joy of Annie's return would have ensured that he hadn't exactly been paying attention to any shenanigans going on at the island. Instead, he was crashed out on the sofa in the living room, watching some new reality show on the telly ( Read more... ) -
The House Called Honolulu Heights, Barry Island, Monday Morning
George sat at the breakfast table with an untouched cup of tea, doing what he had been doing for most of last week... nothing, staring at the walls, trying not cry ( Read more... ) -
Somewhere, Sometime, Somehow, Beyond Life, Sunday
"...Mitchell, why are we on a train?"
Mitchell opened his eyes.
Flickering lights, dark windows, a stark sense of death and decay-- they weren't on a train. They'd boarded the site of a tragedy... and he had a vague idea why. He wished he didn't. "It's... I don't know," he admitted. "I didn't do this."
But someone he knew had.
( He walked past the rows of seats... (Cut for some gore.) )