We walk into the big large graveyard  area  looking at the old gravestones of terror in the cold  smog  of ghost city.  The horses look around for any signs of ghosts while me and luitent megs look at the graves.

The horses point out the very early graves while the fog gets more deeper surrounding  us in the centre of the graveyard .  After a few minutes the horses notice something strange in the graveyard  with shadows standing out from the cold dark night of doom. 

We hang behind the horses while the shadows get closer  and the sound of screams can be heard in the distance  with howls of hate pushing out towards of ears. The horses get out their lasers to scan for more ghosts while we check the gravestones for any signs of ghosts. 

After a few moments the horses see the figures getting closer towards us  with the clear distinctive  images.  The shadows turn into figures of  Victorian men and women walking through  the graveyard on a summers day towards a particular grave.

We stand in amazement while they all  stand around the grave dressed in black clothing and wearing blue masks. The horses watch intensely while they reveal their  cold red hands and long black nails pointing towards the grave.

One of the  Victorian men  spots us and turns around  to reveal its  cold black eyes of horror watching us with intense hatred on its blood red face of evil.  We start to run across the graveyard while the others spot us and join in the chase of terror.

We hide behind some gravestones while the ghost fly  around  the graveyard looking for  us with their deep black eyes of horror.  I hold luitent megs while the ghost circle around throwing their hand everywhere causing storm clouds and lighting to flash down upon us.
After a few minutes the  ghosts  disappear into the dark night and the storm fades away to silence while a small breeze blows through the graveyard.  We all stand and look around the dark quiet graveyard wondering what will happen next. 

All of a sudden a loud bang of thunder  fills up the sky and lighting strikes down  onto the old gravestones. We all shudder with fright while the gravestones suddenly open and bodies start to move about trying to grab us while the horses turn on their force field.

written by wayne mockler
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the graveyard of horror part 2

We look while the spirits  start walking towards us in the cold dark graveyard.  The horses watch while the spirits suddenly stop and watch with intense hatred on their cold minds of horror. 

I hold onto luitenant megs while the ghosts get even closer  and throwing their broken bodies in front of our terrified minds. The horses tell us to move back behind them while the  ghosts stand beside a very old gravestone. 

We shudder with fright while the figures watch us with their cold white faces and eyes hanging out of their  sockets. The horses turn on their force field while the  spirits walk towards us in their old tudor and Victorian clothing flowing about in the cold gusty wind.

All of a sudden the old gravestone suddenly start to move and a large dark figure emerges from the thick mud.  We all  stand in awe while the figure walks towards us dressed in old an roman uniform with only one arm and two broken legs.

The horses stand guard ready to protect us while the  roman warrior walks towards with its twisted legs holding a large sword dripping with blood.  We watch closely while the ghost  glares at us with half a face and broken arms swaying through the cold dark night of terror. 

At that moment  we notice a large secluded hut and run towards at speed being followed by the ghost of hell.  After getting inside the hut we notice old coffins everywhere around the hut.

I hold onto luitent megs while the horses get out their lasers to check for activity.  All of a sudden the coffins start to move  with bodies suddenly coming  out  and walk towards us with evil intent on their dark faces. 

We look around while the bodies get closer until the door slams open and the ghost from evil join in to continue the terror.

To be continued

written by wayne mockler
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the gave yard of horrror part 3

We stand while the bodies of evil come ever closer towards our scared and tired minds. The horses stand in front of us armed with their ghost lasers trained on the black ghost of horror while the bodies come ever closer with blood pouring from their disfigured heads.

At that moment the horses see a hole in the shed of terror and guide us  out into  the graveyard of horror. We start to run through the  graveyard of smog while the  black ghost emerges from the light of horror and walks towards us being followed by zombies of hatred.

After running away from the dark hut we notice a small  piece of land with more gravestones laid at the top of it and walk up towards it wondering what will happen next.  We notice some strange creatures watching us from the top and climb up it with extreme caution.

The aniamls creep closer towards us while we slowly walk up to the old abandoned house and walk inside it looking around while l hold onto luitenant  megs shaken body.and walk inside it looking around while l hold onto luiitant megs shaken body.

After climbing up the hill  the big black animals walk and watch us with their big long grey teeth and sharp claws of ice.  we run towards the kitchen area of the room but the ghost  animals jump through a door and stare at us with the evil red eyes of hate. 

We run back out of the old house and back  down the hill while the ghost animals are joined by another strange figure coming out of the house wearing a big black  mask  and carrying a large axe in its
disfigured broken hand. 

After  running  down the hill we come face to face with the dark ghost  and zombies and run towards another strange graveyard  only to fall down a big hole and through another dark entrance

written by wayne mockler
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