The Terror at Grisly Park (Quigg 5) by Ellis Tim

Author:Ellis, Tim [Ellis, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Koko Publishing Limited
Published: 2013-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Avery Malpass had a headache. It wasn’t any ordinary run-of-the-mill headache – it was the mother of all headaches. It was the type of headache that might have registered nine on the Richter scale. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly where it was hurting, because it hurt all over and he wondered if he had a fractured skull and/or brain damage. He kept his eyes squeezed shut, because he knew that if he opened them his head would probably explode. Remaining perfectly still was also part of his strategy for preventing his head thinking it was a volcano.

‘Dad, are you awake?’

He knew that voice. He’d heard it before – before the throbbing in his head had begun. Opening his eyes and responding to the voice would have meant certain death – never gonna happen.

‘Dad, it’s Willow.’

He opened his eyes, but closed them almost immediately. ‘Oh God!’

‘Yeah, you’ve got a bit of a lump on the back of your head.’

Slowly, he reached up and felt the back of his head. ‘A bit of a lump! I have two heads.’

‘You always did exaggerate.’

‘And you were always too damned smart for your own good.’

She hugged him and cried.

He tried to sit up.

She helped him slide up the wall to a sitting position.

A faint light came through the grill in the door. There were five more people in the twelve-by-twelve foot cell. They either gave him a quick nod, or stared at him knowing that the one opportunity he’d had to get them out of here had gone. Now, he couldn’t help them, so was of no further interest.

He had a manacle around his right ankle, which was attached to a chain secured to a solid ring in the centre of the floor. His left ankle was as painful as his head.

‘What are you doing here, dad?’

‘I could ask you the same thing.’

‘I was here with the others . . .’ She indicated the other people in the room, all of whom were shackled to the central ring.

‘Which one is Twelvetrees?’

‘He’s in another cell, but he’s dead anyway.’

‘The end of the world came for him, did it?’

‘Have you come here to make fun of us?’

He touched her hand. ‘No, that’s not why I’m here. How many are there in the cult?’

‘Well, there were twenty-seven, but I don’t know how many there are now – the clown took some of us.’

He remembered the woman warning him about the clown, and put his hand up to the lump on his head. ‘Who is he?’

‘We don’t know. A couple of weeks ago he arrived and held Hugo hostage with a knife. He said that if we didn’t do as he said he’d kill him. Well, Hugo was our leader, so we did as he said. He put us all in these cells and then he killed Hugo anyway.

‘And you don’t know why he’s doing it?’

‘We don’t know anything. He brings us water and some cold food scraps, but he doesn’t speak.’

‘What about the people he took?’

Willow shrugged. ‘We haven’t seen them again.

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