Friday, 19 March 2021

GHOSTMAN HORROR THE END 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 four strange figures in a run down dive of a pub this is what happens next. 





Sitting  in a run down  dive of a pub; the kind of place if you splat on the floor  no one would blink an eyelid. 

The sawdust on the floor was covered with a hint of red but not from wine but iron rich crimson blood. 


It was full of brown furniture the bog standard fire lit in the corner with a plague over it saying 


"Never gone out since 1789 "

 


Which the landlord of The Fox and The Hound knew  was complete bullshit as the fire was cleaned daily and relit to keep  the myth alive. 


Sitting at the antique oak table are four beings; the chairs have wicker cane backs never designed for comfort, not that these  four give a fig as they were here at this moment of time in the universe on business;a scheduled strange agenda set in stone many moon s ago. 



First  of the four was Warren who had  muscles on his muscles; long black hair; a gold chain with a gold bullet pendant; to gold earrings which looked like axes.

He had a voice like granite. 


Second was Peril. She wore nothing  but black clothing from head to toe exactly  like a fan of goth music. 

She was sweet as sour candy. 


Third Faith who was thin as a catwalk model with her long blonde hair but her face was riddled with ache due to the endless makeup troweled on her face she spoke in soft tones but her remarks were acid. 


Finally the fourth and final was Dave who was born an alibino and was used to the Freak show glares from the public. 

Dave embrace being a freak as it meant people would leave him be and this suited him.


Warren "How long has it been since we all meet up together like this? "


Peril 'It been long enough  as you know we all been busy doing  our jobs"


Faith "Yes darling but I had a little fun on the way"


Dave just  gunted.



So after some catching up : playing all the pub games like darts;domino's; skittles  each were   begining to let boredom settle in  to the point the  conversation around the table started to change. 



Warren "Do you really think it's going to happen? "


Peril "It's been on the verge for many  centuries now but I can sense things are changing "


Faith "If want my humble opinion it should have happened twenty years ago  in 1999 it would have made perfect sense "


Dave "The master did not  deem it as he had an agreement with the lights to wait  for the signs"


Warren "You and your bloody signs I wish it was now as I getting bored "



Suddenly the clock on the wall stopped all the other punters at the Fox and Hounds including the landlord were frozen  in time. 



A Dark figure appears out of the pubs fire;horns :goats hooves: pan pipes and he looks at the only table  not looking like it's a snapshot of a photograph capturing a moment in time. 



The figure raises his hand and points at Warren :Peril;Faith and Dave .



As he quotes from  the old testament of the bible calls them act out  the one of the most famous parts of the bible .

The Bible's final chapters in the Book of Revelation are dedicated to the end of days, as prophesied by John the Evangelist. 



War: Pestilence :Famine : Death collectively the four horsemen of the Apocalypse get onto thier motorcycle s which give the illusion of each riding a white horse into the world for the time has come for the end.

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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