Hola, everybody! The sun is out, the geese are hissing at people on the canal, and it’s time for a new bonus short story! This one’s a bit of a long ‘un, but if you’re a fan of the X-Files and H.P. Lovecraft, I think you’ll enjoy it!

Toodlepip until Monday!

M.

Find

“Come on, up you get.”

I held out my hand and pulled Smiffy out of the rubble. I grabbed him by his helmet and made him look at me.

“Alright lad, I want you to focus on the tip of my finger. Okay?”

I watched him as he tracked my hand’s movements. Good. He wasn’t concussed. read more