Even things that go bump in the night need a place to unwind!
The Grand is a collection of Gothic horror stories that focus a town prosecutor who accidentally discovers a series of grizzly case files. Individual stories incorporate supernatural themes based in the Roaring Twenties to create a rich historical, linguistic and cultural backdrop.
“Except for that historical shot, these were taken last week by a fan. They sent these to us over Bealzabook,” Lauren said.
“We can’t afford a trip to Europe,” Tyler said.
“That’s not a problem,” Lauren said. “The place is a few hours from the city along the highway.”
“A castle here?” Tyler asked.
“Actually, it’s a hotel,” Lauren replied.
“Some hotel,” Tyler said in awe.
“Yep. It was opened during the Roaring Twenties and declared bankruptcy when the stock market crashed,” Lauren added.
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Lauren turned back for a moment, which gave Tyler a good view of her backside. It would have taken an act of God to conceal his shit-eating grin.
Sure, Tyler had no chance with her, but he found her stunningly beautiful. What was the harm in getting an eyeful? Especially if he never touched? I think she enjoys the attention.
Lauren noticed his grin. She adopted narrow eyes, a tense jaw and thin lips that chilled the air. This time she had another ace up her sleeve. She dropped another picture, but this one was taken from an infrared camera. In this wavelength, the structure appeared to be intact, with no wear and tear visible.
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“Nice place… so what am I missing?” Tyler asked.
Lauren’s smile melted away before saying, “You see that building in the historical photograph? Do you see how they built it right into the cliffside?”
“Yeah,” Tyler said while eyeing the other pictures.
A place like that would have cost a fortune to design and build. They must have carved out thousands of tons of rock just to make room.
“Wait,” Tyler said.
“Where’s the hole?” Tyler confirmed.
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“Well, this will cheer you up,” Lauren said and pointed at three photographs.
He looked down to find what appeared to be the remains of an enormous castle. The first shot was an aerial shot of the site, while the latter two had been taken from the valley floor. As judged by the state of the buildings nearer to the photographer, these shots had been taken from the ruins of some deserted town.
“Ruins are always good,” Tyler replied.
He noticed there was a picture in Lauren’s hand. Experience told him that this shot would end up being the proverbial smoking gun they were looking for. The one that would make him forget about that fateful mission and his phantom leg pain. Fat chance for that last bit!
“So what am I missing?” Tyler asked.
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“See what?” Tyler asked in a distant voice.
Tyler always needed a minute to come back to his senses. He hated it when memories consumed him and became his reality. That also meant that his leg pain would return.
“It happened again?” Lauren asked. “Didn’t it?”
“Yeah,” Tyler replied before sitting down to take the weight off his leg.
As expected, his leg throbbed in pain, as though all those months spent in Germany recovering was all for naught. While it was said that time heals all wounds, his mind was not playing along.
“Sorry,” Tyler said, his voice strained from the pain.
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A gal has to look out for herself after all.
The Van Helsing Paradox explores the life and times of Clara Grey, a hunter for a secretive religious order. Explore Clara’s origins, as a child born before the dawn of the twentieth century and how she blossomed into a full-fledged hunter. Witness how the tragedy of the Great War and her training helped her to become an empowered flapper wielding her trusty derringer.
“Wha—” Tyler whispered, unsure of when and where this was.
His mind was trapped between reality and back at the compound. If it had not been for Lauren speaking to him, he might have remained in that state for hours.
“Do you see it?” Lauren repeated.
Lauren was a shapely buxom brunette that served as their technical adviser and operated the audio-visual equipment. At twenty-eight, she was the youngest of the group, and simultaneously the wisest. It took her all of five minutes to friend-zone them both on the spot.
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“Oh shit,” Tyler said.
With time and distance working against him, he tried to make a run for it. Only to realise that his leg was now at an unnatural angle. What the fuck is that thing?
“One,” Tyler counted, and considered reaching out for the grenade. No time! I need to get away from that thing!
“Two,” Tyler said, before he stood on his good leg.
He forgot that his other leg was broken and fell into an unplanned combat roll. Thank you, James T. Kirk!
“Three,” Tyler said upon reaching cover.
Unfortunately, he remained partially exposed. In the background, there came a loud whoosh that sounded a bit like a rocket launch.
“Four,” Tyler said.
He lay flat against the ground to minimise his profile. I hope this works!
“Five,” Tyler added.This time his count was bang on. The grenade’s blast was followed by searing hot pain. His exposed legs were torn up by shrapnel, but at least he was conscious. That means I’m alive? Right?
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Tyler had been issued the light machine gun. Without hesitation, he emptied a two-hundred round box at them without hitting a thing. The barrel glowed red after he depressed the trigger, but this was not the time to worry about wear and tear on his weapon. Instead, he loaded another drum before spotting something.
They were not interested in him. Since they did not view him as a threat, that gave him some leeway, but without a plan… wait! Are those crates of grenades by the fuel point?
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