A Series of Unfortunate Events - The Creepy Curse


A/N: I do not own Lemony Snickett or any Lemony Snickett related materials. I do own a 6-foot cut-out of Gandalf the Wizard. (true story!)


Chapter Four

The Baudelaire children huddled together as they followed James and Maria through the foggy streets of Silent Hill. Occasionally they exchanged pessimistic looks, a word here that means, "not very happy," but said nothing. They knew that if anything were to be done, it would have to be done by them. They were waiting for the right time.

They passed deserted building after deserted building. Between the deserted buildings and the fog, this town wasn't much fun at all. However, one of the deserted buildings suddenly became unique. It was unique because a noise was coming from inside of it.

"What is that noise?" James asked.

"It's coming from inside that deserted building," Klaus answered.

As they came closer to the deserted building, the source of the noise became more clear: it was a small radio emitting rather annoying static.

"….lue men…….ald's…..try……mac….free toy…"

"What the…?" James asked, picking up the radio. "I can't hear a word it's saying, but I'd better take it anyway. We may need it."

"I can try to fix it," Violet offered, her hand creeping to the pocket that housed her inventing-ribbon.

"I've read about radios," Klaus offered, pushing his glasses up his nose. "I can try to get a signal."

"Wazzopu!" Sunny offered, which probably meant something like, "I can bite it!"

"Oh, these silly children," Maria laughed, tossing around the fake blond hair. "They think they're so smart!"

"We're smarter than you know," Violet grumbled. "We keep figuring out your schemes."

Maria laughed again, this time a bit nervously. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Silly children!"

James either ignored the exchange or was oblivious to it, a word here that means, "not paying attention".

"We need to keep going," James said, pocketing the radio. "If Mary is waiting for me, she'll get impatient if I'm late."


The large amount of walking began to take its toll on Maria's feet. She insisted that they stop at the bowling alley to take a rest. James embraced the idea, whereas the Baudelaire siblings knew that any delays in leaving Silent Hill meant that Olaf would be more likely to follow through with his plans to kill them and steal their fortune.

The bowling alley was as dilapidated, a word here that means, "kind of cruddy and run-down," as the rest of the town. Water dripped through the ceiling onto the stained wood floor. The children wrinkled their noses as they entered. Something smelled bad.

"Mappu!" shrieked Sunny, which probably meant something like, "Something smells bad!"

"I smell it too," replied Klaus, holding his nose closed.

"Ick! What's that smell?" asked James, stepping cautiously towards the alleys.

"I don't smell anything," giggle Maria, eyeing the children with a look of ill-content.

"I think it's coming from that box!" exclaimed Violet, pointing towards a box sitting on a table.

James approached it and poked it with his stick. The box slid over an inch and remained still. He carefully opened the lid with the stick and jumped back in horror at what he saw.

"Ewwww!"

The children huddled together as the smell and scary atmosphere wafted to them. James closed the box and held his hand over his mouth.

"That is one moldy pizza," was all he could manage to say.


Gaia Faye: Hey, who knows what Mary will end up being like. maniacal laughter

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