The first thing this kid does is set up camp near a gallows. Overnight he feels sad for the hanging bodies because it's cold outside, so he unties their nooses and brings them around his fire to warm up. They then catch fire and the boy starts yelling at them because they won't move away from the fire (HOW FUCKING STUPID IS THIS DAMN KID?!?!?!). Eventually he gets so fed up with the bodies that he hangs them back up on the gallows where they'll be cold... okay.
| At least the art is cool. |
In the next phase of this boys journey, he has to spend three consecutive nights in a haunted castle. It turns out that if he succeeds, he gets to marry the Kings daughter (of course he does... **sigh**). Anyway this little endeavor ends with him pulling his dead cousins body out of a casket, putting it in a bed and lying on top of it in bed. I don't really need to get into any more detail than that.
Through all of this, the boy still has yet to be scared. The story jumps forward a bit and the boy is now married to the kings daughter. Eventually, his new wife gets fed up with this man who keeps going on about how he cannot "shudder". She gets so fed up that she dumps a bucket of water full of little fish on top of his face while he's sleeping. At this, the boy proclaims that he finally knows what it's like "to shudder". Seriously. After the fucked up things that have happened in this story, THIS is what makes the stupid kid feel afraid. God dammit... You remember that scene in "A Christmas Story" when Ralphie decodes Annies secret message? That's how I felt when I read this. It's just so empty and devoid of anything meaningful or interesting. What it comes down to is that this story is essentially a journal entry detailing the original author's necrophilia-filled fantasies featuring his/her dead cousin.



