We all sit in one of the dark cold evil cells until one of the golden warriors spots a bright light coming  from a corner.  The golden goddess  leans over for  better look and sees a small tunnel shining through under a red  matt.

The horses quickly move the thick red matt and notice  a very small tunnel leading down thousands of feet below ground.  All of a sudden we start to hear loud bangs coming from outside the cells door.

A terrified golden goddess goes to investigate with a few  warriors and notices the black shadows of horror have become red demons carrying large hammers with metal spikes.  The evil red horrors begin to break down the protective force while we all begin to slip down the small tunnel of mystery.

The golden goddess and her warriors quickly try and  slip inside the small tunnel to follow us but one warrior gets caught by the monsters and turned into a dancing skeleton with green eyes of horror.  We all quickly climb don this  small tunnel of mystery while the demons turn the cell into  a ball of fire whilst following us down.

An angry golden goddess jumps towards the front of the group and leads us down more step golden bricks while me and luitent megs follow with the rest of the army.  After walking down four hundred steps of torture we suddenly start to see green mist coming up towards of scared  minds of terror and jump inside a big brick room  of  nothing.

Once inside  this room it begins to spin around making us all fall and crash about whilst screaming in terror.  All of a sudden the room stops spinning and transforms itself into a palace hallway with pictures of various monsters  and demons everywhere. 

The horses suddenly stand and look with  horror across their long faces  at  thousands of monsters, demons and werewolves  of all sizes grin at our terrified  bodies.  A giant wizard king  suddenly appears and  demands that our bodies are taken towards the chamber of horrors by tow of the creatures.

written by wayne mockler
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captured in the dark palace of horrors part 2

The evil werewolves take our trembling bodies towards the dungeon of horrors and locks our army in two  cages of horror.  The horses along with me and lutient megs are locked in one cage of hatred with a few warriors.

A shaking white tiger and golden goddess and the rest of her brave army are confined in a bigger cage hanging from the roof of the  dungeon.  The golden goddess looks down upon her big black cage of terror  whilst  nursing a shaken tiger.

We all look towards a big red swinging door  of horror while deep foot steps come walking down the cold dark tunnel from the wizard kings palace.  The horses look with terror in their deep green eyes while a figure emerges from the darkness of the dungeons shallow doorway.

The door creeps open with sinister groans of darkness  and a open eyed werewolf wearing a dark gold clock enters the dungeons chamber.  We all scream in horror when other werewolves and demons follow beside its deep  black studded boots. 

All of a sudden another  werewolves wearing a  red scarf of evil  nails begins to lift the golden goddess cell of capture down towards us. once on the ground the one eyed werewolf opens the cage and drags out tow warriors screaming in terror. 

The cell is then lifted back  up towards the wicked steel roof while the  golden warriors are chained up  on a rotating  table.  Another  werewolf wearing  a black mask  and blue body shirt  holds up its black swinging axe while the table begin to move around. 

An angry golden  goddess shouts down at the howling monsters while the creatures begin to slash open the defeated warriors body.  The werewolf soon slices open the warriors arms and legs off while golden  blood  pours out across the rotating table of doom. 

A green eyed  orange demon then grabs the axe  and chops off the brave warriors head before  cutting out the poor souls heart with a long grey knife of evil The other warrior is then tied to another longer table which opens wider and wider before cutting the poor souls body in half to the howls of pleasure from the creatures. 

We all sit and weep in our steel  cages of capture until the werewolves and demons return it the dark palace of horror above us. The horses sit and wonder what torture is next for our army of brave warriors.

written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler