The Week in Weird, Vol. 4
Smelts' guide to the Strange & Unusual all around you...
Hey, gang! Smelts here for another edition of “SUN, SURF, SAND, AND HORRIBLE THINGS TO MAKE YOU SCREAM!” We’re going to start our tour today in THAILAND, specifically, the lovely island of Ko Kood. Now, lots of folks go to Ko Kood for visits. It’s a lovely island that’s just far away and hard enough to get to that the tourists ain’t exactly crawlin’ all over the joint, which is good for me, because, as you may or may not have noticed, I am a talking crocodile that walks upright. The more tourists there are, the more I get stared at, so I like to go to different spots, you know?
That being said, the most beautiful beach on Ko Kood also happens to be totally and completely devoid of tourists. Why’s that? In this day and age, there’s very few stretches of beach as beautiful as this one that don’t have fourteen resorts crammed into every available space. So, what’s wrong with this beach?
Well,t he facts of the matter are that there was a resort here once, and there were a ton of tourists here, but somethin’ terrible happened to the place. You see, legend has it that this place is kinda cursed. Why? No Earthly idea. One thing you gotta understand about this planet is that sometimes, for no particular rhyme or reason, sometimes places are just BAD. And this little stretch of island is bad.
It started subtly. The first guest at this newly built resort up and disappeared. He was some hippie dude, vacationing in Thailand, and wandered into the thick, black jungle behind the resort and never came back.
Quite frankly, stuff like that happens all the time. So be it. It’s just that during the first three months of the opening of that resort, they managed to lose, on average, about one person per week. those aren’t very good statistics, and it wasn’t long before word was spreading about the German woman who fell and hit her head on the rocks, or the British guy who had shellfish poisoning, or those cute little kids who suffered a most gruesome fate involving that shark, that seaweed and the boat propeller (the less said about THAT one, the better).
Pretty soon, there wasn’t anyone who wanted to stay at the resort, let alone work at the resort. Six months later, they took it apart and left. But that wasn’t the end of the story. Naturally, Reggie and I did a bit of digging. But that’s a story for next week…See ya then!
