aking my way to the to the eerie looking house, suddenly
I stopped dead in my tracks. I was almost to at the edge of the woods when I
noticed a mysterious looking figure also going toward the house. Apparently who
ever or what ever it was hadn't seen me. I started to move slowly for cover when
I stepped on a twigg that snapped. The figure stopped, looked toward me to see
what had made the noise. The fear shot through my body like a bullet had just
struck me. I held my breathe in hopes it didn't see me. It was a female evil soul.
She paused for a moment, looked over her shoulder, and
continued toward the house. That was a close one I thought as I was making a sigh
of relief. All I could think of now was to get myself out of this situation.
Well one thing was for sure I wasn't about to give up. Only death would stop me
from trying.



ince the lady evil soul beat
me to the abandon house. So I went off in a different direction looking for a some
where to hide for awhile. I wasn't about to go in now. I made my way to the other
side of the house and picked up the path again. Returning to the underbrush making
my way through the thicket. What I was about to come acrossed next created even more
fear within me. Coming upon this scene would tell anyone that if you were escaping
from these evil captors, this was a good reason why. After putting some space between
me and the abandon house, I once again came upon another cemetary. But this one was
not like any I had been before. Making my way to the gates maybe I could find a safe
place to rest here or so I thought.
To my surprise I had stumbled unto not only a cemetary, but also a place were executions
were being done. What I didn't know is why these poor souls must have suffered the
crueliest ways of death. I quickly dashed behind some headstones to observe the man
on the hill digging graves. I assumed he was the undertaker making ready
for those hanging from the trees.

Not to far away from there was another gory site. In fact some of them appeared to
to be still alive. The screaming
and moaning was horrifing. One crying soul was even trying too raise himself up
off the iron rod he was impaled on. These sites were just too much to handle causing
My stomach to become upset. After trying to compose myself I ran for the back gates
to get as far away as I could.



t was getting very frustrating always on the run.
Not to mention frightening places I was running across these grotesque scenes. It
was enough to make anyone go mad. But I had too get these thoughts out of my head.
Clear my mind and concentrate on getting back to safety. Following the path, coming
to another clearing there stood what looked like an old house.
I had made up my mind that no matter what I was staying here for awhile. After being
what I had just been through, I was ready now for anything to come my way, or at
least I hoped so. I took a deep breathe, grabbed the bull by the horns, and made my
way toward the old house.









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