The boat reaches the dock at Thrash Manor just before sundown. All the windows are dark. You climb awkwardly out of the boat and march inland. Darkness comes, and with it the needling voice of Lord Edwin Thrash, M.D. “Ahh, … Continue reading Werewolves 134: Escape from Thrash Island – Days 7, 8 and 9

Your good friend the Narrator is dealing with some especially fiendish paperwork on this day, and so he entreats you to simply imagine that you row your boat back around the island, and that things are most uneventful until nightfall. … Continue reading Werewolves 134: Escape from Thrash Island – Day 6

As the sun sets, Mike the famous travel writer stands up from your hastily-assembled campfire. “I’ll be right back,” he says. “I have to go over behind that hummock and, uh, rate some of the rocks.” Assuming he’s going to … Continue reading Werewolves 134: Escape from Thrash Island – Day 5

You pack up what you can use from the explorers’ camp and continue on. A crevice in the valley wall leads to a plateau beyond. The wind is stronger here. “Day 4,” says Ernest Shackleton, writing furiously in his own … Continue reading Werewolves 134: Escape from Thrash Island – Day 4

After a day’s walk across a subdued wilderness, you suddenly sight a collection of ragged-looking structures. “HELLO?” yells the Warrior of Darkness. “MY PARENTS ARE DEAD.” There’s no answer. “Kehaar will fly over,” says Kehaar. He does so, while the … Continue reading Werewolves 134: Escape from Thrash Island – Day 3

It’s a beautiful night to be hunted for sport. You wander back to the shore, confirm that the boats/dirigibles/wendigos that brought you here have all left, shrug, and get drunk. Willow finds two flints and a stick, crafts them together … Continue reading Werewolves 134: Escape from Thrash Island – Day 2

Beguiled by the open invitation and promise of free refreshments, 22 of you drop what you’re doing at various parts of the world and make for Thrash Island in the Canadian Arctic. Some of you are wealthy enough to travel … Continue reading Werewolves 134: Escape from Thrash Island – Day 1

2 August 1931 Greetings, dear friends! I, Lord Edwin Thrash, M.D., do hereby extend an open invitation to any soul brave enough to attend a splendid party I shall be holding this coming week at my private mansion on Thrash … Continue reading Werewolves 134 – Escape from Thrash Island