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Friday 26 April 2019

JUST A NIGHTMARE BY MARK ANTONY RAINES Reissue.

  • Just A Nightmare by Mark Antony Raines Comedy Friendly Zombie Production 2019

  1. Synopsis...Have you ever had a nightmare and woke feeling it was real ,this book came to me through such a nightmare .I was inspired to write it down for you dear reader to give it a real.               PROLOGUE                                                                                                                                HI I was in my coffin  looking  at the velvet  lining  thinking  what  have I done  with  my death but the usual  eating; scaring  the locals. Its a bit  sad  so I thought  if I have  to  wait  to go on air for my podcast show Freddy the Freak i might  as well  try to  write  a book. So here  it is .. Tales  from wereman to the end as we know it find in the style of comedy horror from the twisted mind of the author to you the  reader to read on the toilet whist  doing a number two.It's popcorn for the brain.you read one story you  want a bit more.enjoy your nightmares.Yours Mark Antony Raines                             CHAPTER ONE                                                                                                                                                                                                                           I NEED FOCUS                                                                                                                        What  makes  my nightmares is spending  time  in an abyss  listening  to the endless  Clowns in the governing  parties going  on about the  same  subject  like  a verbal  boomerang. I wandering  what  you  the reader  may  make  new get into  your  nightmares. Is it being  chased  by  a clown relentlessly  telling  you  Christmas  cracker  jokes. Bugs crawling  all over  your  body getting  into your  privates, your  soul being  slowly  sacked away  by the office  bore .Waking  up  to find  your  consciousness has been  transferred  into  your  wife  and yes you  are  crap in between  the sheets. That darling  little  baby  in the pram gurgling  tiny  little  bubbles suddenly  changing  into a mini werewolf. I  enjoyed  that  new meat we had for dinner  what  was it called  oh yes  I remember  Human. By now  I hope  I have  ratcheted  up the tension  and suspense and it all  done  in  the  best  possible taste.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             CHAPTER  TWO.                                                                                                                                                                                                              IT'S TIME TO SET SOME RULES.                                                                                            Which  direction  am I going  with  my horror  tell  I could  go  classic  monsters  like  Frankenstein, The Mummy; Dracula  but  it  be done  before  with  much better  writing  then from  this  idiot. You  know  the stories I mean vampires  who can't walk during  daylight  appreciably their turn  to  ash a bugger  to hover  it up; also  the character  can't go to a restaurant  due to  facts that  most  chefs put  garlic  all  over  most  meals served, last  time  that  happened  the smell  for the tiny  pieces  of vampire  was so bad people  were retching. Or perhaps  a werewolf who is cursed to be a tiny  version  as the cursed  figure  was bitten  by a cursed  Pekingese and has to  control  thier  higher  reasoning  and animal  instinct not  to growl  at the  postman  or damn got to say  postie in ages of political  correctness; pee on lampposts or chase  next  doors cat. I could  make  my hero  or heroine be subverted to unexpected  ways of  fighting  the bad guys or heels as know  in the  world  of wrestling. My hero  or heroine  could  fight them off whilst  eating  a packet  of ready salted crisps or the werewolf  could  be totally absorbed in thier narcissism or as you may  know  it being  a  bit of a  Dick. Oops  that  may bit may come  out  in  the  proof  read stage or keep it in for comedy effect.                                                                                                                                                       CHAPTER THREE                                                 ..   .                                                    MIX THE MUNDANE WITH THE MADNESS                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           When  I say  madness  I don't  mean  the British  band of    the  same  name although  I am a big fan  of their  songs. I should  pull no punches  with  you  dear  reader, maybe  I could  set the scene  as a group  of demon worshipping  cultists have stop thier  rite  of passage  ceremony due to fact Simon s mum wants  him home  by six o clock  or she put  his dinner  in the bin.The relentless  killer  who suspends  it's chase to have  a  tea break  as put  down  by the r.k.u..Relentless  Killer  Union. The ghost  who plays  a game  of  solitaire whilst  waiting  times scare  it's next victim or runs all the hot water  so you  are forced  to  have  a  cold  shower which  will dull your  sex life. .nudge  nudge  say  no more. Delving   into  the dull realities  of life to make  it  a little  bit  more  unnerving. Evil can  be  boring  with its endless  plotting; being  careful  not  to  get  caught. Maybe  I might  catch  you  off  guard  with  a laugh  or a fright  .we shall  see  if I am  right.             CHAPTER FOUR .                                      BOO                                                                                                Boo I   yell as grabbing  the  shoulders of a person  believe  I thought  was my friend  David  from the way  he looked  from  behind. The person  turned  around  and it's not  David  but a stranger  with  a dark  ;cold staring  eyes whom  then spoke  in a creepy  rasping  voice  (I not hear  for you yet David  ;it not  your  turn )I David  was a bit  confused and terrified  at the same time  you  could  say I was shiting  myself. I stuttered out  the following (what  do you  mean not my turn? )The Stranger  replies (You just  caught  me on the  way to my next  assignment  .I just  stopped  in the local  tearooms  for a lovely  afternoon tea  and then  I was  walking  along  minding  my own  business  when  you grabbed  me from  behind and said boo )David  look  at the  stranger  with  a full  scan  of his eyes and realised  that the stranger  was  dressed  totally  in black  and he was  at least  nearly  seven  foot tall and he was  carrying  some sort  of book. David  then asks  with  a sense  of dread (Who are you? )The  stranger  let's  out  a manical laugh (M y dear  boy  it's am know  to all as the grim reaper  ;I must  go as I am  running  late; see you  around  one day )The stranger  then disappeared  from  David  sight. So the moral of  this  tale be careful  whom you  grab time say boo.                                                                             CHAPTER FIVE                                                                                                        I  HAVE A GO                                                                                 Shelia suddenly  jumps on the restaurant table  shouting  at the top  of  her voice  (I have a  go)all the  fellow  diners  in the restaurant  looked up with disguist in thier  eyes. The head  waiter  walks towards  the table  were Shelia  is situationed ;suddenly  Shelia grabs hold of a spoon  and she leaps onto  the waiter  and starts attacking  him with the spoon by trying  to physical  rip out his heart. Before  the  fellow  diners can get up to aid the waiter a sound  of laughter  echoes  around  the  room. A voice  shouts out (Yes tonight  Shelia  had a  go on our  new game  show Why not  give it a  go on ABC network ).Game show  fun or a                                                                                      CHAPTER SIX                                           .           LEAGUE OF NAFF VILLIANS                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Sitting  around  thier round  table looking  like  very  unlikely  knights  of a round  table  and thier leader was not  king Arthur. Six of the  naffest super  villains  of all time were  having  a heated  debate  over which  pizza  to order and when was it going  to be thier turn to be feared and despised  as it was not  fair. In no particular  order  of the group  the following  are at said table. .Ratty able  to  eat through  concrete; pee everywhere  .Baby who's farts can cause  others to puke on the spot; able to  cry at a drop of a hat; George who was a wannabe  wizard  but in his spare  time  was a children's  entertainer, Tortoise  able  to  make  things  go slow for  a minute; ability  to go within  a almost  indestructible  shell; Wind up robot man capabilities  of being  super strong  and laser  eyes as long as  his key is turned over regularly, and finally  the baddest of this bad bunch  White Van  man..able  to  rant  abuse and  drive his van  at you  full pelt.So as the debate  went on the phone  rang; Ratty answers (Hello  your  through  to  the LNV how  can  we help  you? ).The voice in the phone says  (yeah its the league  of justice  here  we need  some test dummies  to try out  our  tactics  on to beat  the bad guys  are you  up  for  it?)So LNV decided  to  take  the  gig as it was  better  than  nothing. As usual  when  the LNV turned  up laughing  and stupid  comments  were riff.Into the test  site there  went, the league  of justice  looked around  and saw that Ratty  was missing  ;Ratty  was  gnawing  at the concrete pillar supporting  the base .Before  the  league  could  interfer  to stop them  there were  overcome  with a foul stench  from  Baby and  thier movements  were at super slow speed due to Tortoise; George  produces  a black  cape and throws it over them; Wind up robot  man  uses his laser  to set it alight; Then white  van  man runs over them with a mini car which  is shrunk  by George  earlier  in  the  day.  you  see folks every  dog has  day and LVD become  the new  super bad  guys.                                                                                                                                                                  CHAPTER SEVEN                                                                                                                      THE ELDERLY HOMES DAY OUT                                                                                                                                                        As usual  for  a way to  get the pensioners  out from Deer Elderly  home for the day due to the  annual  spring  cleaning. The residents of the home moaned and  groaned  as other took them  away  from  the  morning  television  programmes. So on the coach thier went filing  in one by one  each  griping  at the person  in charge  Mark. Mark was only  carer or as he was referred  too the dogsbody. So on the coach  Mark  did his best  to  cheer  up  the old buggers with sing songs  and games. Suddenly  the coach  crashes  over the side of the road smashing  directly  into  a massive  tree. A few moments  laspe; sound  of  low tone grunts  and groans are heard and a shuffling  of feet. Mark wakes up ;he is feeling  a bit  odd;he is hungry for  brains  along  with  his fellow  travellers  the coach. So if you  see a horde of elderly  people  lead by a man  looking  like  death  in advise  you  to  run .                                                                                                                                                                 CHAPTER EIGHT                                                                                                                                              BEWARE THE WEREMAN?                                                                                                                                    Mitch  is a five  year  old .  Mitch was a five year old       dog well         actually  a Jack  Russell  to name  his breed correctly Mitch goes to the door every  morning  to have a  growl and a bark at the paperboy or the postman  or vertically anybody  who  dares to come  near his  home.The trouble  is Mitch thinks he is scary but everyone  thinks  he is cuddly and generally  make  fun  of  him. Mitch hated  it  but knew that  he had  a secret  that was unknown  to his human  owners. You  see  Mitch  was a rescue  dog who for some  reason  that the local dog charities  could  not  work out  only  lasted  a month  at his placement as the  a friend  of the  adoptee  would  return  him with  a very  nervous  handover  and disappear  quickly  before  could be  asked  what  was the issue  thier had:when  the  charity tried to contact them the adoptee thier  found  they  had moved. Mitch  was feeling  a  bit  odd  as he always  did near the  end of the  month so he went  into  a quiet  corner  to rest.The full moon  light  beam shines on Mitch,his body  starts to transform his back  legs extend out and become legs;his front legs do the same and become  arms;his face  becomes rounder ;Mitch  stood  up  walked to the mirror  and  smiled.Mitch walks up stairs to the bedroom  were his so called  owners  are sleeping and then jumps on the bed and rips at the throats open then eats every  little  bit  left. Mitch  goes  to  the  wardrobe  and gets dressed  and sits in the chair waiting. The paperboy  comes as normal  to the door to his surprise  a quite hairy man answers  it and to utter  stunned  last  look on his face  as he is dragged  into to be meant with  a huge  set of canine  teeth  ;Mitch  enjoyed that meal now it it's  the  postman's turn as you  see every dog  has  its day  especially  when you're  a were man.                                                                                                                                 CHAPTER  NINE                                               THE GANGSTER PARROT                                                                                                                                                                                             Jazz belongs  to Jack  a would  be gangster  who was part of a small  gang based  in the rural  town  of Holsworthy in Devon  which  is the South  West  of England. Jack  was really  nothing  more then  the teaboy  as the boss  Freddy Eastwood  thought  he  would  be useless  going  around  doing  gang related  business. Jack owned Jazz and African Grey  who are highly  intelligent  and great  mimicry  skills. Jazz could  see that  is   owner  Jack was unhappy  so he decided  to help  him out  .Jazz listened  to  the way Freddy  Eastwood  talked  until  he has perfected  the  voice  to a tee.  Freddy’s men were suddenly getting orders to put rival members of local  gangs  in concrete boots and  to make  sure there bosses  knew about it. Freddy  got a  visit  from  all the  local bosses  who  were not  there  for  a cup  of  tea or coffee and some  biscuits. There  all  asked  why was he  going  out  his  way to  start  a war. IN the  background Jazz pipes up(He thinks you are all useless  and complete  idiots) and ( I am going to be the big boss)in a perfect  mimic of Freddy’s voice. At which  point  they  preceded  to produce  knives and cut poor Freddy into  pieces. Jack enters the  room  and says (Thank you  Jazz) Now Jack is the boss of his local gang and keeps his pet parrot in luxury as a thank you.

   CHAPTER  TEN 
THE END
  Warren, Percy, Darren; Frank were getting  a bit  bored as had countless  discussions  on various topics, played  all the card games  there knew.Warren  (When do you  think  it happen  then?)Percy looks  up( I reckon  by the next fifty years. )  Darren  (No at the rate the human race is  destroying the  world  it be sooner) Frank (I wish  it hurry up )So The four horsemen if the Apocalypse await  as you  know  them better  as War, Death, Famine: Pestilence.                                                                                      I wake up in had a strange  nightmare  in which  I wrote  a series  of  bizarre  horror  tales for a book  it seemed  so real.                                                             The End
Index                                                                                  PROLOGUE - I NEED FOCUS_                 ..   .                                                    MIX THE MUNDANE WITH THE MADNESS _BOO_I  HAVE A GO   -   LEAGUE OF NAFF VILLIANS_THE ELDERLY HOMES DAY OUT     -          THE GANGSTER PARROT  _THE END.                                     About   The Author Mark Antony Raines..I am married,draw cartoons,podcast,into cryptozoolog y,,paranormal,conspiracy theories,u.f.o,Bi gfoot.I like to write horror stories with a sense of humour in them.
                                                        

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