Karen Zipslicer Stories

She heard their voices. They sang, like a faraway chorus, carried by the breeze. Teetering at the edge of her mind, they whispered of needs, and dreams, and desires. These were not the voices she wanted. […]

Karen closed the book, and sighed. “Is that it?” “That’s it,” answered Uncle Karl. “I don’t know, it just seems… it’s not finished.” Uncle Karl picked up the coffee pot, but Karen waved it away […]

At the conclusion of the last episode, Karen Zipslicer found herself stuck with the trainees at the Institute. They are about to receive a lecture from Lady Emerald… Karen stood in the corner of Lady […]

Last time, we left Karen Zipslicer following Dr. Grieg around the Institute, being shown the experiments they perform on foetuses. The group is heading towards the end of its tour, at the ‘Decanting Room’… The […]

In the last episode of Karen Zipslicer’s adventures, our heroine was following Grieg and the trainees on a tour of the Institute, and had just left the ‘Fertilizing Room’… Above the next pair of doors, […]

We left Karen exploring the institute in the last episode of her adventures in Lundern. Now we pick up the story with Karen about to be taken on a guided tour… “Trainees, listen up. We […]

In the last installment of Karen Zipslicer’s adventures in Lundern, our heroine discovered other prisoners of the Institute. Now she searches for a way out… Nobody was about. There were no windows, nor clocks, but […]

In the previous episode of Karen Zipslicer’s adventures in Lundern, Karen woke to find herself strapped to a hospital bed. She escaped with Whiteley’s help, and must now explore the rest of the facility… Karen […]

In the last episode of Karen Zipslicer’s adventures, she was rescued by Lady Emerald from the police, only to fall asleep in her carriage… Karen dreamed about Mum, and Em, and Dad, and James. In […]

“Come with us, we’ll take you to a doctor,” said the woman in the carriage, holding the door open. Limping badly, Karen was helped inside by the policeman. Apart from some arghs and ows, Karen […]