horror of werewolf river
We spend hours in the dark cell while the creatures enjoy the body parts of the victims across a well lit camp fire. After a few hours we are taken towards a long red river near the camp and placed inside a speed boat manned by the two werewolf sailors .
The werewolf sailors look very nervous when they start the boat and run us across the choppy thick red running river towards a mystery island in the far corner of the camp base. We sit and watch while the werewolves pull us from the boat whilst looking around and leading us towards a small black hut of hate.
All of a sudden the horses start to see something floating around in the water whilst being dragged by the evil werewolf's. The golden goddess point out a stray army werewolf creature standing near the river edge while the creatures scramble to try and save him him.
At that moment a black creature with no face and long claws grabs hold of werewolf crushing its body causing it to evaporate into dust. The golden goddess screams in horror while the monster leaps back inside the thick red water of evil and disappears .
After a quick few minutes one the island we are forced back inside the boat and sent back to the werewolf army mainland. The werewolf boat speeds fast across the water until something stops the boat in its tracks with evil screams ringing out from the dark waters.
One of the werewolves pushes its head in the water to look buts gets pulled inside screaming in terror. The werewolf is then tossed back in side the boat headless with no legs and covered in blood.
We all scream in horror while the rest of the creatures power the boat back too dry land running way from the water. The werewolves put us back inside the cell of hate until another figure emerges from the deep red water a strange looking monster with big green eyes holding a long jagged dagger in its claw like hand.
The white tiger pushes us back towards the far corner of the cell while it pokes the dagger through trying to kill us all. We notice steam coming from it big red horns of hatred before its runs back inside the thick deep water to the sound of silence.
I hold luitent megs tight while she screams in horror until the horses start the force filed to protect us. We all sit watching carefully for the rest of the night in case any others monsters to emerge from the deep red water
written by wayne mockler
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