The Uninvited

some people were breaking the rules atwork. So he told on them. But then hedied. Just before he died he did somedrawings.’‘Cool. Is he good at drawing?’‘You can decide for yourself. I’ll showyou them.’ I’m about to open the folderwhen he says suddenly, ‘So did he say“AAAAGH” when he fell in themachine?’ Soggy crumbs fly out as hespeaks. The smell stings my nostrils. I putthe folder down.I ask, ‘What did you say?’Freddy grins. ‘Did he die like this?’ Hereaches for a little red Lego figure in awhite hard hat and holds it up in front ofhis face between finger and thumb. ‘I’ll bethe machine.’ Then quickly he tips hishead back, opens his mouth, still full of