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Category Archives: Chuck Dickens’s “A Christmas Carl”
The Seven Creepies in: The Christmas Crossover Caper | Part 19
We stood in a semi-circle, looking at the free-standing illuminated sign. YOU ARE HERE, it read. There was a floorplan of the mall, with a red X in the absolute centre, not far from Pete’s Pints and Deconstructed Burgers. “It’s … Continue reading
The Seven Creepies in: The Christmas Crossover Caper | Part 18
Winona, blessedly, reappeared as we entered the mall. He stepped out from behind the vending machines, which as it turned out were not as tall as his huge green hat with the iron spike. Disappearing behind them had actually been … Continue reading
The Seven Creepies in: The Christmas Crossover Caper | Part 17
“The Shopping Centre of the Universe Mall and Gastropub,” Doctor Cratch read the sign with profound, abiding disgust. “You were right, Hatboy. I don’t like it.” “I hate it,” Carla agreed. Doctor Cratch pointed at her. “Me too,” he said. … Continue reading
The Seven Creepies in: The Christmas Crossover Caper | Part 16
“Okay,” Mell spoke up, “this is all a dream. First thing any of you have said that makes sense. What are we supposed to do to wake up?” “It may not be that sort of dream,” Doctor Cratch said, “especially … Continue reading
The Seven Creepies in: The Christmas Crossover Caper | Part 15
Now, I felt, we were finally getting somewhere. Although I couldn’t help but feel it was an awfully flimsy premise – and that we were finally getting somewhere awfully late in the day. “Okay,” I said, “a telepathic alien simulation.” … Continue reading
The Seven Creepies in: The Christmas Crossover Caper | Part 14
Doctor Creepy was, indeed, a classic-model Creepy, from the long blonde hair to the disturbing eyes and grin to the overly colourful shirt underneath his white hospital coat. He introduced himself as Doctor Glomulus Cratch. Creepy declared this the coolest … Continue reading
The Seven Creepies in: The Christmas Crossover Caper | Part 11
This was all getting a bit deep and intense, so I served out some more coke and opened a couple of bags of liquorice bullets. “Right,” I said to Carla. “So reality is a figment of our imaginations but since … Continue reading
The Seven Creepies in: The Christmas Crossover Caper | Part 10
Carla had yelled at us about this last time, I recalled, but had never really explained what she meant. She was pretty excitable when she’d gone more than a few hours without blowing something up. Which, to be honest, was … Continue reading
The Seven Creepies in: The Christmas Crossover Caper | Part 9
“So what we have here,” Winona once again took on the role of – well, record-keeper, “is a multi-dimensional crossover event that may be related to the two of you, and your adventures in a parasitic sub-universe called … Chris … Continue reading
The Seven Creepies in: The Christmas Crossover Caper | Part 8
“Hold on,” Creepy stood up, “we settled the whole Christmas thing. And where’s Carl, anyway?” “Who is Carl?” Winona asked. “I thought that was Carl,” Mister C of 9 pointed at Carla. “No no no,” I said. “Carl is an … Continue reading
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