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Friday 5 March 2021

GHOSTMAN HORROR DOGNAPPED BY MARK ANTONY RAINES

 Wolf's howl;Vampire bat wings flutter silently in the wind ;the ghostman rises from his slumber of the dead to bring you a tale of what happens if you pick the wrong subject in tonight s tale Dognapped. 

I was walking along besides my walker on my lead:I enjoyed this walk as it brought a array of various smells of the neighbourhood. 

Suddenly my dog walker was jumped upon by a couple of rough looking brutes whom one wrapped the lead around my mouth so I was unable to protect myself and I bundled into the  back of  a van with others like me ;we were unable to see put as the windows were as black as a plutonium night. 

The journey was long and bumpy and my fellow canine friends were getting restless and fearful. 

The van stopped and the brutes put as all in a dank dark  cellar chained to the wall and our mouths muzzled. 

The brutes walked up the winding creaky staircase bragged about the riches both would gain from the ransom s to the worried owners. 

I sat in the cellar waiting for the  call from my master of the night to exact my revenge on my own part and my family. 

The full moon rises it's beams glitter through the creaks of the covered cellar window s. 

My body begin s to shudder  I let out a unheard almighty howl the transformation had began; my four legs began to become hum limbs; my head loses its can nine features and become so more human. 

I was now stood upright and with supernatural strength I broke my chains and that of my family. 

I send thought s into  my canine  friends who followed me up the creaky stairs each crawling making as less noise as possible. 

The two brutes were deep in the sleep sent by the Sandman; I asked my friend said to surround thier beds .

I spoke "Excuse me Gentlemen but going to have to inform you that tonight is your unlucky night as I have yet again become a man and my family are ready to exact thier revenge on you "

With this the dogs all leaped on the two brutes and ripped and gnarled at thier screaming souls and when all was left were  bones :No blood as this was all lapped up.

The man who was a dog opens the front door and releases his friend s back to be with thier beloved owners. 

The man saw that the dawn of a new day was to begin time to turn back to a dog and to roam free until next time. 

The ghostman crackle s and lays back down in his coffin and as the lid slowly closes he turns  and says.

"Don't have too many nightmares  my children "


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