Stories tagged “trapdoor”
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Ginger: The Ruins
The hole was too well-hidden to be found, it had to be. Someone had ratted us out. The pirates had taken everything. Our food, our Memories, but worst of all, Bag Man’s whole collection: everything we’d worked so hard to keep safe. What was...
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Ginger: Bag Man's Message
I didn’t cry. I don’t cry. I’ve seen too many things. I did lower myself into the compartment with Bag Man and I held him for a long, sad time, his burgundy blood staining my coat and trousers. His body was cold, lifeless now, the spa...
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Ginger: The Suspicious Woman
Until that point I hadn’t realized how accustomed to near-blindness I’d become. When the daylight struck my eyes it was like seeing the world for the first time. The figure of a woman stood about a yard over my head, a silhouette eclipsed i...