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angie-j-kay · 1 month
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Does anyone remember this book?
When I was in my early teens (the 90s), I found this THICK book in the local library. I remember it had a red cover, and a picture of a group of boys driving some kind of vehicle through what looked for all the world like the inside of a body. Like, the walls and floor of the tunnel looked like it was meat somehow.
What got my attention was that it was at least twice the thickness of any other book in the "teenager" section of the library. So naturally, I checked it out.
The book read like an acid trip.
It started with a boys' boarding school of some kind, an aboslute horror show of a crooked boarding school where the headmaster and teacher (I think they were a married couple?) were making kids disappear and stuff.
At some point, the entire group of about a dozen boys were forced into a vehicle with some supplies, and told that the headmaster had discovered a mystical tunnel of some kind and they were going to be sent down to explore it. This is where the other boys had been disappearing.
I remember I couldn't keep the names of the boys straight, and I wasn't sure that the author could either. Nor could the author decide whether he was writing in first person or third, it bounced around a bit.
But as the tunnel they were exploring went further and further down, the stone changed to something else, resembling the inside of a giant beast. They were hopelessly lost, and I think there was a question of whether or not they'd entered another dimension or had landed in Hell. Finally, the boys found a eutopian country called Lemuria (which apparently has some nasty connotations now) full of anthropomorphic animals who welcomed them.
Everything was perfect for the boys, but for some reason they decided to leave the eutopia and try to find their way back home. I remember that the trip was difficult, but they made it back to the protagonist's family. They then informed the protagonist's parents that after having gone through so much horror together (???), they were all brothers now.
So the protagonist's parents adopted ALL ELEVEN of the other boys, and instead of getting bedrooms they decided to live as they had before, camping together in the living room every night on bedrolls.
It was an absolute fever dream, and it made me very uncomfortable when I was a young teenager, but I could never work out exactly why. Looking back, I think there was some homoeroticism between the protagonist and a slightly older "bad boy" leader, but I could be wrong.
The thing is, I never found another copy of that book again. I can't remember the title, and nobody at the library remembers the book at all. I was the only person whose name was on the card in the front of the book, and I don't think anyone ever checked it out again.
Does anyone else have any ideas what this book might have been? I don't think it was set in the US, but it was definitely based in an English-speaking country. Maybe Australia?
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realbeefman · 3 months
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There is a wolf in front of House, and onstage, and next to him. They all have teeth, and he keeps his mouth shut because he doesn’t yet.
He’s in class, in that big lecture hall, but he’s also onstage, giving a presentation to students on how to treat a patient presenting with leg pain.
Hair shorn short. Military cut, like Dad. Wolfskin wrapped around his chest, legs spread, slouched down, hiding near the back, so he won’t call on himself. So he’ll blend in with the pack.
“Hey, House,” House calls to himself anyways, and meets his own blue eyes.
House onstage smiles. His teeth are razor sharp.
“It’s a basic truth of the human condition.”
House suppresses a bleat. Doesn't bare his teeth and doesn’t look away.
“What is it?”
Don’t reply.
“What’s the truth?”
He knows the answer.
“Come on you idiot, what is it?”
House in the audience won’t answer. Just sits there, pathetic, neutered, insolent girl. He watches (feels) his jaw work, smells the sweat, hears the blood rushing, the increasing thump, thump, thump.
“What is it?” he roars, stepping forward and the world drops beneath him. His leg gave out. He forgot his cane.
He looks up at the class and eyes stare back at him. All red. All hungry. He bares his own teeth. Wolves are supposed to protect their own.
“The truth is,” the wolf beside him says. House turns to where Wilson sits, chewing something. “That everybody lies.”
When Wilson smiles, his fangs are stained green.
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oliviarampaige · 6 months
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possession1981 · 6 months
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linterteatime · 1 year
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wolfsteax · 22 days
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angie-j-kay · 1 year
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You know, I'm used to finding injuries that I didn't notice getting. Autism is just like that sometimes, you find bruises and scrapes without stories behind them.
But finding dried blood on the shoulder of my UNDERDRESS, when I have no injuries anywhere near that area and no marks on my OUTER clothes? That's a new one.
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