the haunted holiday camp of ghost city
We walk along further to some large red gates leading to the caravan site of terror. The horse push open the large red gates and walk into a large dark holiday camp with grey caravans all around the site and purple grass covering the dark path s of evil.
The horses lead us down a steep embankment and towards a large club painted blood red. We all walk towards the big steel door of horror and push it open. We look all around the veey old club house with old chairs and tables situated all about a cold damp black floor.
At that moment we see some strange figures walking about a dark corner of the room whilst the horses scan for any sing of life. One of the figures looks over towards us with its slashed head and broken arm hanging down towards its dismembered body.
We scream at the horses and they run back to protect us whilst the ghosts move closer towards our cold and tired bodies flying across the old victorian bar and pushing towards a dark area of the room while l cuddle luitenient megs to comfort her. The horses place their force field over us while we hide under an old broken table.
The horses tell us to follwo them whilst they force open the stiff club entrance door while the other ghosts with their broken bodies chase us across a windswept dancefloor We run out of the cold dark club house and onto the large old fairground on the site being followed by two other ghost dressed in security uniforms.
One of the security guards lifts us its right arm and shows a missing hand whilst the other looks at us with its missing mouth
and one eye. We run across the dark purple grass of terror and see a large pond near to the reception area with other figures walking out the dressed in white clothing and ice faces of horror watching us with evil intent.
The horses guide us towards the camp entrance and pull at the gates but they are stuck tight and the ghost are slowly coming towards us with evil smiles on their wicked faces. At that moment the gates come open and we fall onto the cold dark road of ghost city while shutting the gates tight after us
The ghosts all climb right up against the railing and look at us with a wicked smile while we walk off down the lonely road of ghost city