Dr. Morbid's Castle of Blood (Masks) by Thorne Hayden

Author:Thorne, Hayden [Thorne, Hayden]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Queerteen Press
Published: 2012-08-25T16:00:00+00:00

We went over a stone bridge, which led us to a new area that was completely covered in snow. It was kind of hard still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that we were inside a game, not just playing it, and I had to stop and look behind me to observe what the previous land or kingdom looked like since the snowy landscape we were in now took me by surprise. Yeah, it was all summer-like beyond the bridge.

I wondered if the game programmers were inspired by global warming.

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m so tempted to make a snow angel,” Freddie said. He’d stopped and was now looking off to the side, staring at the snow, which rose up to Freddie’s height in some places. Sure enough, it wasn’t cold at all. “I’ve never been to a place with snow before.”

“We can’t mess around, Freddie,” Wade said. “We’re in a hurry here. Okay, we’re bored and in a hurry, but still—there’s no time for playing around.”

“Two seconds? It’ll only take me two seconds.”

“It takes you way longer than that to make a snow angel.”

“Oh, come on, Wade…”

Wade just sighed, shaking her head. “Look, if we let you mess around like this, chances are, someone else will want to do it, and then another, and then another—”

“And it’s all chaos and death,” I said.

Freddie frowned at us. He actually frowned. Then he nodded at something that was behind me. “Then how come he gets to mess around in the snow?”

I whipped around, suddenly realizing that Peter wasn’t standing beside me. Sure enough, about ten feet away was Peter, putting the final touches on a snowman he’d just made. And judging from how complete and impressive it looked even without the eyes, mouth, scarf, and whatever, it was pretty safe to say that he used his hyper speed (whatever levels he’d managed to regain, anyway) to get things done. He was also grinning the whole time he carefully dusted off excess snow and stuff. Okeedokee.

He stepped back, resting his hands on his hips, and surveyed his masterpiece. Then realizing that he was being watched, he quickly turned, his hands dropping to his sides, the loopy grin on his face fading.

“Oh. Hi,” he said. “Sorry. I couldn’t help myself. Been a while since I played in snow.”

He trotted over to us, all flushed and embarrassed but apparently tension-free. Note to self: go through with my plan to buy a custom cottage somewhere in the wilderness, where it snowed, so my husband-to-be could enjoy making snowmen and give me all kinds of awesome fantasies about him and winter.

“I hope that helped get some toxins out of your system,” I said when he joined me, and he shrugged, the loopy grin returning. What a dork.

“Well, Peter’s got hyper speed powers, so if he wanted to mess around, it’d be okay because he wouldn’t be taking up too much time, and—” Wade’s words faltered when Freddie let out a loud whoop and threw himself on the ground, rolling around till he was lying face up.

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