The Adventures of Huxley & Finch

1 Barbara sat on the ground with Red in his final moment, resting in her arms, smiling up at her. Betty and Christopher watched on silently. “Queer fellow wasn’t he.” David broke the silence, then embarrassingly looking to Christopher. “Sorry Christopher.” “Shut up David” said Betty. Barbara gently stroked Red’s face, closing his eyelids. “Goodnight my strange little friend” she said. Red’s eyelids fluttered open again. Barbara sighed. His two arms shot up to grab her neck. Both David and Christopher wrestled the Endless off of Barbara and pushed it out the way. “Barbara, Betty, please go. Don’t worry we’ll be right behind you” said David ushering them further down the corridor as he and Christopher tried to pin the Endless to the ground long enough for them to get away. Betty nodded in agreement as she helped Barbara to her feet. “Time for us to go old girl.” As soon as Barbara and Betty had moved out of view, David pulled his gun out again and pushed the nozzle ag...

Red awoke to dust and smoke and fire. He was completely disorientated, didn’t know where he or anyone else was.   Moving the wood and brick off his legs, Red tried to stand. Nothing was broken it seemed so with help from the surrounding mess he managed to haul himself up.  If he could work out whereabouts he fell, he would know which way to leave. But he couldn’t just go. He couldn’t just leave them to the dead and the flames. Barbara had given him a name and that was the single nicest gift anyone had ever given him. So Red would stay and search. Even if it would end up being the last thing he ever did. Looking around, Red noticed one or two items which helped him work out where he was in relation to the front door. He was towards the back of the House it seemed, so a fair slog through dangerous territory lay ahead. Why Vincent and Jacob didn’t want a back door was anyone's guess and Red was sure he didn’t know. He heard there was one once when they first moved in, but they...