We are trapped in this haunted house of horror wondering what gouls await us. The golden goddess takes a good look around the black room wondering  if there are any places to escape. 

The horses stay tight towards the old  wooden fire wondering  why  the windows wont break and the  where the laughing is coming from.  All of a sudden we notice  a figure appearing from the red room  watching us with  evil purple eyes of hatred

We notice the figure is wearing a red mask and holding a large axe covered  in blood. The golden goddess screams in terror when it starts to smash the chairs  and tables in the next room while l comfort an angry liutent megs. 

All of a sudden the figure starts to cut off its fingers  and begin to eat them whilst we look in horror and amazement.  The horses get their  lasers ready on the evil ghost creature but its vanishes in the red roof  with layer of mist. 

The golden goddess looks very confused when the fingers vanish and the  furniture is back to normal.  We suddenly wonder if the ghost are playing tricks on our mind  until a body is rolled down the dark stairs  of hate  landing in front of our feet. 

A  confused white tiger rolls the body over to reveal its sliced off face  and bloody hands on the  chess flooring.  The golden goddess and luitent megs start to scream seeing its  real and evil while the horses spin around looking the  the creatures.

The  cautious horses  pull us all back towards a dark safe corner while the  red  masked figure appears once more and drags the body to the red room laughing and screaming at our tortured bodies. 

We sit in the dark corner of horror  wondering what  to next until a scream sounds out from another corner.  All of a sudden a dark shadow  comes out of the window and stands in the middle of the room holding two  large hammers in its big dark hands. 

The golden goddess try's to get a better look at the creature but just see a dark black shadow  with no face or body holding two large hammers.A  terrified horses set off the force field before it  fires killer blows at our sacred bodies. 

We all sit under a dark corner until the  strange  shadow  creature stops  its  firing and leaves the hammers on a  side table near the  red room of horror.

written by wayne mockler
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evil spirits of lizard mansion part 2

we all sit in the dark cold  room of horror wondering what  will happen next in this city of terror.  The golden goddess gets brave and suddenly starts to move towards the red room walking slowly  along the  chess flooring. 

The horses shout caution while  she walks towards a big dark doorway of uncertainty.  All of a sudden a cold snatch of wind enters the room and a white mist hangs over the roof of the dark room. 

We quickly follow the golden goddess towards the red room while she stops in horror at something looking  at her. The horses stand beside her shaken body while a big yellow and white lizard with no eyes stands in the middle of the red room. 

A scared white tiger starts to push us back inside the other room but a force field stops us moving while the lizard ghost walks slowly towards us across the chess flooring.  I tend to a luitent megs ready to fight the evil creature with her  guns of hatred. 

The ghostly lizard then  send out its big red  tounge  and catches the gun making it melt like putty.  We all  run towards the  force field of evil pushing at it with every bone in our terrified bodies.

At that moment the creature smiles  before turning away from us and walking towards a big red wall of nothing.  We smile  and cry in hope when the force field goes off letting us run towards the big black room of safety.

We get back the room happy at avoiding the creature but the  mist above suddenly turns green  and an army of ghostly  lizards appear  foaming at the mouth and walking towards with evil intent upon their deep red eyes of hatred. 

The horses set up our safety force filed whilst the creatures  pour down upon us trying to get inside our force field of safety.

written by wayne mockler
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horror of lizards mansion part 3

The ghostly lizards soon get through our force filed of safety  and pin us all to the  ground whilst  trembling in terror.  We lay on the cold chess patterned floor while the lizards crawl across our body' searching us. 

A big ghostly figure  then stands in front of us wearing a large  black
coat  directing us towards the red room of horror.  We are taken out of the black room and deep inside the red room of mystery wondering what  will happen next to us. 

After getting deep inside the red room we notice the walls and and roof a mass of fire burning down upon our  scared heads.  The smouldering flames pour down on our scared  minds  while the ghostly  lizards walk past us and vanish through a burnt wall.

The golden goddess gets very sacred while the horses set up a force field to protect us from getting burnt to death.  We all walk through the fires of horror while demon faces  form  from the heat  with green eyes lurking everywhere. 

All of a sudden the white tiger sees another room and pulls us all to safety saving everyone from the red room of fire. The golden goddess  looks around this new room and becomes very concerned seeing white mist everywhere and nothing in front of us.

After spending a few minutes in this strange room  we notice the mist is becoming more dense and a felling of intense cold comes across our terrified bodies.  The horses suddenly  spot a door in the far corner of the room whilst the mist thins a bit

We all start to walk towards this door to escape but we all get stopped in our tracks and made to move back by a magnetic force of evil horrors.  At that moment a big misty figure  with  dark blue hands comes out of the mist and grabs the whit tiger by the throat. 

The horses mange to free the gasping tiger  and put the force field on while its deep  black  eyes face us towards our horrified faces of anguish.  I hold luitent megs tight while the beast  grinds its red jaws on our force field.

written by wayne mockler
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