horror of the native american ghosts

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The cowboy ghost suddenly turn around and look at us their evil red eyes shining straight inside our deep minds of fear.  We try and run out of the vault but the monsters capture us and drag us back towards the blood red table of rest. 

We try and break free but the spirits pin us towards a big yellow piano in the corner. The piano suddenly starts to play by itself and the pictures on the walls start to move and throw themselves towards our scared bodies.

The golden goddess gets captured by  the cowboys of horror and take u to  saloon stairs kicking and screaming in terror.  We try and follow her up up get thrown back down by an unknown force of power. 

We sit and watch the ghostly cowboys take the golden goddess into an upstairs room whilst she fights with honour to escape.  The room door shuts tight with a loud thud  and a calm quietness covers the saloon of horror.

All of a sudden screams lash out from the room and a loud cheer by all the cowboy creatures fill our troubled minds.  We see the clothing of the golden goddess being thrown out of the door and she is  paraded  back downstairs naked for all the evil cowboy spirits to see. 

We quickly cover her naked body  up  until a loud bang fills the  saloon vault and native american ghosts fill up the saloon watching the ghostly cowboys with deep yellow spooky eyes of hate.

The cowboys start to run but  the  native ghosts  aims their  arrow at them  killing each spirit  with a arrow throw their  ghostly brains of shame.  We watch in horror while the native american spirits  scalp each cowboy ghost leaving blood pouring on the saloon floor. 

At that moment the native american ghosts look at us with their big evil eyes and walk towards us with a twisted smile upon their haunted faces. we sit and tremble on the saloon floor whilst the spirits surround us  looking at us with devilish smiles.

written by wayne mockler
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horror of native american ghost part 2

We sit and watch while the native Americans stand around us dancing and holding the tomahawks in the saloon of horror.  The golden goddess watches with intense eyes while the saloon becomes a black smoke of  nothing with red hot flames start  flashing  about our scared  minds of torture .

A flash of light suddenly hits the large vault  and we are transported down the dark  tunnel with the white light of terror towards another strange place .  After a few short moments we wake up in another dark cave of nothing but darkness and the sound of  ghostly voices  echos around our scared and tried minds .

The golden goddess notices a strange  light beginning to develop in the cave until it suddenly erupts in front of us creating a large  rainbow of colours  inside the vault .  We sit and wonder at the amazing ray of lights flashing about the bright  cave  until ghostly figures start to  appear in front of our bodies and  watching  with green eyes of hate. 

All of a sudden the figures get closer and  native american ghost creatures appear in front of our terrified bodies.  We then  notice the cave has turned into a native  american campsite  with a large flowing  fire burning bright  and a  blue table of terror stood  in front  of our captured bodies.

We notice we are tied up and under the mercy of the monsters while  their large yellow  horses jump about near the a large  blood red river. The horses suddenly  see some spirit  cowboy figures tied up towards the burning  fire bent down and crying  while  the native creatures  sharpen their glowing  carving knives 

The ghostly  chief of the tribe suddenly stands up and throws a mist of spray in the air and declares war  with his twisted soul.  A cowboy spirit is then taken to the blue  table and tied up screaming  foul words  of hate  while the creatures surround his ghostly body. 

We watch in horror while the chief cuts his body up  with a  large axe making him into  a  thousand bits until the screaming stops. His braves then  throws the body parts  in the flowing red river of blood with evil smiles upon their sadistic minds .

I hold on to luitent megs while she turns away  in disgust being sick on the clay ground  at the cheering natives dancing with great joy . The horses bury their heads into the gravel of hate while the golden goddess looks up towards the black  flowing clouds 

A cowboys wife is then strapped to the evil blue  table of horror  screaming at us  while the  male native creatures  remover her orange  dress and white  underwear  uncovering  her naked  body for their pleasure.  The other women natives collect her clothing and hold it up to admire its cloth. 

She is  then cut open and thrown in the river of blood  while the native chief  dances round  a big red pole of hate .  We sit with a long hard heart and  beaten shoulders until the dark night rolls in  and the stars set on a evil camp of horror. 

written by wayne mockler
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horror of native american ghost part 3

We wake up and the red sky shines upon the  yellow hills of horror w hile the  ghost walk around watching for evil to rise on them.  The golden goddess stops and looks at the cold hills rolling in  while we all sit and wonder what  awaits our troubled minds. 

After a short few minutes we suddenly start to hear the sound of horses in the distance and loud shouts of hate echo around the ghostly camp. The  native american spirits jump to their feet and get ready for war while the chief sounds the battle horn of danger. 

All of a sudden the hills come alive with  figures on horse back look down on the  natives camp fires.  We try to hide ourselves in the brown dirt but the figures start to descend on the camp with their ghostly guns firing at the brave spirits. 

A fire suddenly engulfs the camp  burning down the natives homes an destroying the ghostly table of torture while we look in hatred. The golden goddess try to reason with the cavalry ghost creatures but they line the native american's up towards the smouldering fire. 

The ghostly  commander of the brigade picks out one of the natives and throws them onto the fire burning while the troops watch and laugh at the  screaming ghost  burning to a cinder.  We plead with commander to stop  but he  holds up his sinister head and reveals a deep cut in this eye and a big deep  scar down his face.

we suddenly notice the Cavalry advance on the  ghostly natives forcing them  back against the red river. One of the evil Cavalry tells them  strip naked and they  start to cry and scream in horror  while we all show our hate at the commander. 

The native american's braves  start to remove their clothing and stand bare in the cold dark orange hills  while the women scream hatred at the  ghostly army.  l hold onto  luitent megs and cover her eyes  while the evil army creatures  start to cut open the brave natives  leaving  arms, legs and heads covered across the large  golden plain. 

We watch with tears pouring down our  red filled eyes  when the  ghost Cavalry creatures finish of the braves  by  putting their bodies in the red river whilst laughing and joking each other in a sadistic smiles.  The commander the gets all the natives women  and makes them stand near the burning fire of hate  while the golden goddess  jumps about making evil  spells  with her magic wand.

The woman are made to take off their brown tribal dress  and black pants  before  standing naked  so the evil ghost army can see  their  warm  bodies.  We look in horror when the  commander suddenly goes past each one and chops their heads off leaving them to fall on the burning fire.

I hold luitent megs  body and turn her head away while the screams of torture  fills the cold dark mountains of hate The golden goddess turns to horses and pleads with them for help while the white tiger offers to fight the army.

The commander of the army then gets his evil ghost army to put the  headless bodies in the flowing  red river of horror. We stand and look at the evil army with hate in our eyes while they burn the natives camp down to a tiny cinder. 

All of a sudden the hills start to turn a bight red glow and  figures start to appear everywhere across the smouldering mountains  of terror.  The golden goddess notices the figures are spirits of native american's and come down towards us in their thousands.

The commander sees  them coming down the hills and tells his troops  to move and escape towards a big brown hill across the plain. We run with the ghostly army while the native spirits fire thousands of arrows at the army killing many before they escape. 

We get towards the big brown hill and hide behind the army of horrors while the  ghostly natives surround us on the mountain of horror.  The golden goddess notices some of the ghost natives holding up  tow of the army on a big black  wooden table  before cutting open their screaming bodies and slicing their heads off. 

A big black figure wearing a chief clothing then holds up one severed head and scalps it with blood pouring down on his  blue painted hand. We scream in terror and the sky light up a smoke of hate  while the native american's dance through the night

written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler

horror of native american ghost part 4

We wake up to a loud banging from the natives drums of hate and the ghost army walk around the  secluded hill watching for the native spirits to strike.  The golden goddess  looks towards the big red sky of horror and the native americans  start to advance on the generals  ghost army with their war paint dripping  and blood pouring down  on the ground of hate. 

The general leads us all back towards a narrow mountain gap while the spirit chief rides faster on his black  ghost horse leading his warriors on for the rest of the pack.  The golden goddess get worried and  keeps us safe behind the general while some of his men are cught by the evil spirits.

We  run up a big black path of hate  and get trapped behind a grey rock while the native creatures surround us everywhere. The general suddenly sees a narrow pathway and leads the rest of this army down it towards a green flowing stream.

After a few minutes we start to hear screams of pain and stop still wondering what  will happen next to us The screams get louder  and we start seeing the generals captured army getting hung up on  yellow trees in the distance.

The horses tell us to hide and keep quiet while the men are hanged and cut down  with  the chiefs long hunting knife.  We see their  body's being thrown  down a deep  hill  after the natives wives have stripped them naked and cut them open with  native american knives.

We look in horror at the wives pleasure to  scalp each one before  they meet the bottom of the mountain pit.  The general leads the rest of the ghost army down the river look for a way out watching for any sudden ghostly movement

After walking along the yellow flowing stream  the general see some natives women on horseback  and chase them until they fall off the golden horses We quickly rush towards to help but get thrown back by the ghost army towards a big green rock.

The ghost general then  makes the crying  women stand near a big  blue tree while red flows in his  raging mind.  One of the ghost arm sees oen of the pack look different from the rest wearing a long golden native dress and a special sort of head  garment.

We watch with  hate towards the evil general when he notices she is the spirit chiefs daughter and pulls her to one side while her  freinds scream. The general then tears off the the  special  native dress and leaves the daughters  chief standing in her black pants.

The rest of the ghostly  army then quickly surround her stripping her naked to admire her body while she screams in terror.  we watch with hatred in our faces while the other  native women suffer the same fate  while the ghost army laugh and smile at their perils. 


we look in disgust while the general holds up the daughters  gold tribal dress in one hand and her black  underwear  in the other whilst smiling at the red faced chief. We try and grab hold of the general  but he slays all the native women and throws their body's in the cold yellow stream of sorrow.

The spirit chief has seen enough and send his  braves down the hill  killing the general and his ghost army of horror. The braves rip their body's open and pullout their beating heats  and cutting  the heads of each one. 

We suddenly notice a large black hole appear in the ground and jump down it towards a big bright tunnel of nothing.  The horses notice we are heading towards a big red light at bottom of it. The golden goddess
looks up and sees the generals head and  and face being scalped until we disappear for sight.

written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler


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