Legend Of Haunted Road A Demon Confesses There are roads that - TopicsExpress



          

Legend Of Haunted Road A Demon Confesses There are roads that seem inviting in the light of day, Only to cast its eerie shadows when the sun begins to go down. Engraving a revealing legend after the darkness has given way, To the blood curdling horror that once terrorized an innocent town. The legend says that years ago a terrible event took place. When a patient known to be psychopathic escaped the institution. The doctors notified the police who immediately gave chase Though disappointed they became after finding no resolution. On one Halloween night, screams of murder were heard by Haunted Road Now, no one ever dares to enter those woods where the tragedies took place. Some have sworn that they still hear the screams within suffering echoes, Still see the trail of blood stained puddles that mark his evil trace. It is here that he and his victims spirits may forever hide, Where voices of the dead lead you to a darkened cabin in the woods. They cannot escape the horror of the way in which they died, Only the brave hearted would dare to go where this cabin stood. A few trick or treaters decided to dare themselves to enter Haunted Road. They convinced themselves that this would end up being just a thrill, Little did they know that evil was waiting for them when they chose to go. The ghost of the psychopath, eager to commit his next kill. They walked along slowly, barely breathing, and listening to the sound, Of another pair of feet behind them, dragging heavily on the pavement. All the kids stopped with their hearts pounding, only to see nothing around. Just the moonlight, a howling wind, and scattered leaves, twisted and bent, A dense fog soon began to fill the air, giving them more of an eerie feel. Still, they proceeded to walk to where they planned to be. A run down cabin slowly came into focus, reminding them that the legend is real. It was then they decided to turn back around quickly. Standing behind them was the killers ghost, grinning from ear to ear. His red glowing eyes could not hide his psychotic, bloody thirst The trick or treaters ran to the cabin, thinking, its time to face our fear As they approached the door, one said, okay, now you go first. One by one the trick or treaters tried quietly to lead the way with regret, Though their footsteps creaked the floor boards of the old wooden floor. It began to thunder and lightning showing the theme in silhouette. Then all of a sudden they heard the slamming of the cabin door. It was locked, there was no escape, they were trapped for certain In this abandoned place where the victims bodies were stored. Then near the corner something stirred like a blowing white curtain. Their eyes grew wide with terror, this occurrence couldnt be ignored. Out from the darkened shadows he came into sight, His eyes glowing red, his breath smelled of death. Suddenly, he grabbed hold of one of the trick or treaters that night While the others tried to break free, out of breath. The cabin door was broken open, they ran through, and heard a scream. From the captured boy in evils clutches, with his costume now torn, The others were relieved to finally find a way out of this bad dream. They were too afraid to help their friend, and a new legend was born. The two trick or treaters were shaking in their warm beds, Traumatized about the horror they faced from a dark legend. They couldnt believe that one of their friends was actually dead...........Left them both wondering if this is really the end. They yawned, and tried to get up, but their hands were tied. Still in the cabin, they had not escaped this living nightmare. As the killer came closer.......... and closer, the young kids just cried..........Knowing that their lives would be ended right then and there, They fight to escape, with no avail, Only to hear these words impale........... I shun the light and do so cast the stone, rot the meat , ravenously eat the bone. Cut my way deep in every man that falls, eat my thrills as my victim mercy calls! Shadows, adorning my cloaks worn with pride, once entered I rot the mind as I ride. Pain and agony my pets serve so well, my purpose, sending them all right to Hell! Long claws my daggers I do finely shine, accept my gifts, your soul is then all mine. Dark laughter is my sweet joy letting loose, long as you wail, your head is in my noose! I too, serve my dark master very well loyal demon, freed from the bowels of Hell! By Jamie Oliver Jones
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 04:04:16 +0000

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