Tripping the Night Fantastic – Chapter 8

Jane quietly unlocked the front door to her house and peered in. The house seemed to be empty. She went in. She tiptoed over to the kitchen, trying to prevent her feet from making a sound, and lightly opened the door a crack. She looked through and panned across the room. It was empty. She…

Tripping the Night Fantastic – Chapter 7

Hangovers can be held responsible for many forgotten things, for example; the location of your car, the whereabouts of your phone, and sometimes; the location of your eyebrows, and even, on very rare occasions; your own location. Charlie wondered this now. He didn’t recognize the ceiling. This isn’t normally something he would notice, and for…

Tripping the Night Fantastic – Chapter 6

Jane was looking at herself in her bathroom mirror. She had a towel wrapped around her freshly showered body and her wet hair caressed her bare shoulders. She wiped her hand over the steamed glass of the mirror and picked up her glass of wine. She felt nervous. How ridiculous, she thought to herself, nervous…

Tripping the Night Fantastic – Chapter 5

‘Charlie! Wait up.’ Charlie turned around, ‘Run!’ ‘Fucking hell Charlie what’s the rush?’ ‘What’s the rush? Give me a winning argument for being slow.’ ‘Because… Just hold on!’ Charlie stopped to let Simon catch up. ‘Thank you. Where’s the Basement then? Shall we get a taxi?’ ‘What’s the rush?’ ‘That’s what I just said!’ ‘Yes,…

Tripping the Night Fantastic – Chapter 4

‘Hi Simon!’ Simon admired the view before him with very little surprise. Charlie was steadying himself against the door frame while a very drunk girl was throwing up on the pavement outside. ‘Simon… I err…’ ‘Brought a date with you?’ Simon offered. ‘Yes! A date!’ said Charlie, and then leaned in in an attempt to…

Tripping the Night Fantastic – Chapter 3

The rustle of a newspaper; the sound of two happy people sipping tea and spreading pâté on toast, the sun beaming down on the clean patio garden, the sleeping dog by their side. Simon and his wife couldn’t look like a happier couple if they tried. Actually they didn’t have a dog, I made that…

Tripping the Night Fantastic – Chapter 2

Knock, Knock, Knock. Simon waited for a few seconds. Bang! Bang! Bang! Inside Charlie’s apartment something stirred under a bed sheet. Bang! Bang! Bang! ‘Charlie!’ Charlie opened his eyes, a little confused and world weary thanks to a large bottle of Jack Daniels the night before. Bang! Bang! Bang! ‘Charlie! Open the door!’ Charlie sat…

Tripping the Night Fantastic – Chapter 1

A monster, of indescribable horror – ravaged by booze and lack of sleep – sat at his laptop. Charlie Deavon; an unholy disgrace, stained shirt, stained boxer shorts, wild hair, harassed unshaved face, a dying cigarette hanging from his mouth, and on his desk beside his laptop, the potion that keeps his appearance so ruggedly…