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CHAPTER 10 King of the Bush For the following week, Gareth turned out to be quite ill. He did nothing but laze about the house, feeling sorry for himself. The man-flu had struck him down good and proper; he had no energy to do anything and really laid it on thick, so when Sarah came round to visit, he constantly looked for the all-important sympathy that he so much desired. He was astonished by the fact that he had brought an illness back with him from his latest adventure, but his feelings of illness surely couldn’t have inflicted him at exactly the same time as the game, surely that was far too coincidental. But then again, thinking about it logically, it wasn’t any more bizarre than disappearing into a board game, let alone becoming ‘other people’ and fighting huge, monstrous creature