Splurge and the Theatre of Magic

Splurge was not keen on theatres at the best of times but the Theatre of Magic was altogether something different. In his latest adventure he is plunged into a world inhabited by strange doll-like creatures called Quargs - small but very strong. He will also meet Mysterio, master magician extraordinary.
Learn what special powers outworlders like Splurge possess and how they help him against the evil Broga.

Extracts:

'The head stopped in front of Splurge, who thought he would be forced off the stage in an attempt to avoid it touching him. Before he could recover from his astonishment, the head spoke.
"There. That's better."
The figure of a tall, dark haired man, with a neatly trimmed black beard, had suddenly materialised and proceeded to kick at something on the floor. The man was dressed in black and around his shoulders a small, red-lined cap. How did you like my entrance?" He smiled a strange, mysterious smile as if daring Splurge to say something by way of praise.
"I know how that trick is done", said Splurge smugly. He had seen it on television, so he was quite sure that this strange, bearded figure was nothing more than an ordinary magician. Before he could utter another word, the man disappeared, except for his head, which now bobbed about like a balloon.
"Do you know how this trick is done then?" Without warning, the head suddenly shot upwards into the blackness above the stage, laughing as it did so. "Want to see some more?" the head called down to Splurge.'

'The room was dim, but Splurge could clearly make out the form of Hodges who was standing before what appeared to be a large wooden chest. There seemed to be nothing else in the room, not even windows. More light was needed, he thought, and subconsciously began to grope around for a light switch, not that he really expected to find one. This place was full of magic, after all. If he were a real magician, he would just wave his arms like so...
Splurge almost fell over in his astonishment. As he had waved his arm, so the whole room was suddenly lit in a bright, pink light.'

'"Pointless questions? Pointless questions? Broga's voice had returned and he pushed to the front of the crowd, who were more than willing to give him room. "They are anything but pointless, and well you know it," said Broga with a sneer, which made him look like a disappointed goblin.
"Do I have to seal your lips again, Broga?" Mysterio said quietly, but with a hard edge to his voice, that even made Splurge shudder.
Broga didn't appear to be overawed. "You can do what you like here in your own theatre, I daresay, but you can't shut me up forever. You know the price if you do. I warn you, Mysterio. The Quargs are mine and I will see that they remain so." As he spoke his voice became high and shrill till the last words were almost screamed out. He was about to turn away but suddenly pointed a long, lumpy finger at Splurge. "And the same goes for your lackey!" he shrieked. With a puff of black smoke, which left everyone coughing and spluttering, Broga was gone.'