The Best Free Internet Games, Free Online Adventure Stories and Free ebooks you'll dig up anywhere.

The ONLY price you'll pay may be in your nightmares.

Free Internet Games

1. The Shadow Being's, 'Punish the Wicked Game Series':

- 'Kill me a Vampire Game'

- 'Cage the Kensington Witch Game' (coming soon)

Free Stories & Ebook Downloads

1. Free Story and Ebook- Devolution

2. Free Story and Ebook- 'Til Death Do Us Part

3. Free Story and Ebook- The Confession

4. Free Story and Ebook- The Suit

The Suit

“There sure are a lot of bears in this zoo, Dad”, Peter my six year old said as we reached the next enclosure. “Grizzly bears, polar bears, koala bears and now panda bears!”

I looked back to make sure my dad was keeping up and smiled down at Peter. “You bet, kiddo.”

My dad hobbled up to the fence, took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was sixty six and trekking around the zoo in the summer heat all morning looked like it was taking its toll on him. “Strictly speaking”, he began, stopping to cough a moment, “koalas and pandas aren’t bears at all.”

“Really Grandpa?” Peter said, standing on tippee toes to see the Panda over the wooden fence that was about 4 inches too tall.

The panda was contentedly chewing lengths of bamboo in the shade of a large tree in the centre of its recessed enclosure, oblivious to the crowd milling around it snapping photos.

“’Pa ‘s right, son. I think they’re part of the possum family or something.”

“Maybe koalas”, my dad said, “But Panda bears are just men in costumes.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Why on earth are you filling his head with garbage, Dad? Pete will tell someone at school and they’ll laugh at him.”

“It’s not garbage,” my dad said sharply, obviously offended by the accusation. “I used to work for the company that made the outfits back in ’59 and shipped them off to zoos around the world. Thriving business it was back then!”

I didn’t know whether my old man was pulling my leg or taking an early dive into senility.

“The Chinese thought ‘em up… wanted something to replace the crowds after someone let the cat out of the bag about the Chinese Dragon and they had to give it up. Pandas sell a tonne of tickets and all zoo staff that know, know they’re out on their ear if they say a word.”

I lifted Pete onto the edge of the fence so he could see without pulling a ligament. “Don’t listen, Pete. Grandpa’s just joking.”

“There’s more that goes on in the world than what you know, sunny. “ My dad said to me, “Bet you didn’t know that the Queen Mother hardly ever made any appearances in real life, huh? We made the puppet they used for most of the clippings you see on the news. Took three of us, two months to get all the wrinkles just right.”

I scoffed and shook my head. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

My father pointed a crooked finger at me. “They probably use computer graphics for that sort of thing these days, but back then, we made a lot of world leader and royalty stand-in puppets. There’s a reason the royal wave looks so phoney you know! We were great on the detail but never could get the mechanics right.”

“Look, Dad”, Pete cried, pointing at the Panda suddenly, “It’s going behind the bamboo!”

Peter pointed so sharply that he threw himself off balance and spun in towards the panda’s pit. I was holding him by the side of his t-shirt but as he spun, his foot came around and caught me on the side of the face by surprise.

His shirt stretched and slipped from my fingers and he dropped the two meters to the bottom of the pit in a cloud of dust.

A second later there was mayhem. People around the enclosure started yelling excitedly and leaning over the edge to see and I couldn’t believe that I’d let him slip.

I didn’t think but just leapt over the fence and hit the floor of the pit hard, twisting my ankle painfully in the process.

“Are you okay, sweetie”, I called to Pete, pulling him to his feet and brushing the dust off him.

Peter whimpered a meek “yes” and I lifted him up the side of the fence where half a dozen people, including my dad, were reaching down waiting to grab him.

It was only then that I heard a sound and my thoughts turned to the panda. I looked slowly behind me to see it crashing through the bamboo making short work of the distance between us.

I closed my eyes and waited for the blow… waited for the teeth to clamp down on my body… waited for the feeling of being literally ripped apart by sharp claws and teeth.

The seconds seemed to last for hours and the noise of the crowd around me blurred into non-existence. All I could hear were the heavy footfalls of the panda as it leapt across the enclosure towards me stopping so close that I could feel its hot breath on my face as I pressed my back hard against the fence behind me.

“Jeepers,” it said, “You alright buddy?”

I opened my eyes and looked at it up close, only now noticing the synthetic fur and the frayed material where its feet met the ground…perhaps the glint of a zipper running along its side.

“You alright?” it repeated.

But I didn’t answer. I was too busy wondering if the Queen Mother’s head was made of wood or plastic and how many operators it took to get her to smile and wave.

Feel free to post this story on your web site as long as you include all the information and links in the yellow box below.

.......................................

Liked the story?

Click here to download the free ebook version

(Microsoft Word format).

More free internet games and free stories (including the story of how this horrible nightmare began) will be added soon so check back often!

LIKE FUNNY PICTURES? - CLICK HERE TO LAUGH OUT LOUD