"Kit Reed - On The Penal Colony" - читать интересную книгу автора (Reed Kit)KIT REED
ON THE PENAL COLONY Notebook found in candy bin General Store, Old Arkham Village, Arkham, Mass. FRIEND, IF YOU ARE READING this, I am already dead. I, Arch Plummer, am giving this notebook to Hester Phyle with instructions to burn it as soon as she knows Gemma and I and our friend are safe. The truth must out. Unspeakable secrets fester here. Atrocities. If the three of us don't make it, Hester knows what to do. The horror must be exposed! If we make it, Gemma and Laramie and I will hold a press conference and blow the lid off this place. If we don't, Hester has promised to leave this where you will find it. Whoever you are, the future depends on you. If you pulled this out of the barrel in the General Store instead of Olde Arkham(TM) candy corn or packaged pemmican or arrowheads or that cornhusk doll your daughter wanted, then Gemma and Laramie and I are already dead. I beg you. Call The Times and Hard Copy now. Leave no stone unturned. Contact the network anchors whether or not they can pronounce the language. Bring The National Inquirer. "And on your right note the authentic 18th-century architecture. Every house in Old Arkham Village is more than two hundred years old! Now count the windowpanes. Every window is 12 over 12." "Mom, can we leave now?" "Quit hitting your brother!" "I want to watch TV." "...paints made from natural substances. Blueberries. Buttermilk. Now, the village tavern. Our colonists will be happy to answer any questions you have." "Harry, that one is smiling at me." "It's his job. Don't get too close." Dad lights a match and winks. "Watch this." The "colonist" rips off the flaming wig. "Eeeowww!" You come for the day and you say "Ohhh, quaint." You have no idea' what's really happening just below the surface in our idyllic colonial village, deep in the Massachusetts hills. Underneath the mobcaps. Underneath the Earth. You're malled out so you bring the kids, drop your candy papers and Zip-loc sandwich bags, deface the property, take your snapshots and go. You cart in foreign guests to |
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