Wow. Happy Sunday Morning to you, too. Amazing detail.

Heh. What can I say? Maybe that’s what happens when I haven’t had any coffee?
:-)

…ew. OK, this isn’t how I would have ended it. Has a certain amount of grim humour in it though, and the descriptions are very well written.

(Small pedantic note: James’ son and brother were under the acid tank…)

Meh – I could go back and change it, but for now we’ll just assume that the diabolic mastermind misspoke (he was a bit confused about the doors, saying “left door” twice when he apparently meant “left door” and “right door”).
See, it’s a writer’s trick! Whenever you make a mistake, blame one of the characters in the story!

BTW , the above comment was entirely tongue-in-cheek. Mycroft is absolutely correct and I misremembered the setup from the first story. Good eye!

woah! very … detailed! hopefully your not easily angered. that could be dangerous!

Erm… it’s fiction. I’d like to think I’m a fairly pleasant person who says funny things, is usually generous, and spoils his cat.
I hope I don’t sound defensive: it’s more that this is as good a time as any to point out that sustained creativity – art, if I’m not being too presumptuous – requires a degree of clinical detachment. Not all writing ought to be a cri de coeur or baring of one’s innermost soul.
I hope this tale was as enjoyable as a loathsome yarn could be, more shouldn’t be read into it.

There is something totally beautiful about this. I can’t really say what, and people probably think I’m crazy for saying it, but it’s true. Ok, for me it’s true. I love the blatant tossing away of the usual Happy Ending. Funny, cynical… Lovely.