We walk along the road and see another building in the distance which looks like and old railway station.  The horses lead us along the dark path  and towards the building entrance.
I stand and look at a magnificent old building with a gold clock  looking down on us  on the dark cold road. The horses tell us to stand behind them whilst they take a closer  look  moving towards  the  dark doors. 

Me and  lieutenant megs  move  towards the doors closely following  behind the horses tails.  The horses stop at the doors and push them open  to reveal a very old  station house and  a railway track leading  into the dark night. 
After walking slowly through the station we see a figure  stood  in the distance near to the station toilet.  The figure is  stood next to a billboard and is dressed in dark clothing  moving about  dragging its leg and shouting. 

The horses go to take a closer look  but its holds up its right hand and blows a gust of wind sending us all crashing into the station house.  I grab hold of  lieutenant megs hand while the horses  protect us whilst it moves closer towards us  in a  scary manner.

We look in horror at it coming closer towards us  seeing its  bright red eyes and deep scar on its face  looking straight at our  scared bodies.  I  hold  lieutenant megs close whist  it chases us  into the  stations public house.

The horses tell us to hide behind some tables whilst  the ghost  walks around this old pub made  of gold.  After a few  minutes it leaves the pub through  a wall whilst we hide from it terror. 

We then walk out of the old pub made of gold and back into the old station and past the ticket office. At that moment we see two  ghost looking at us with intense evil the ghost  ticket collector  with its  missing arms and the  ghost security officer in its dark clothing  and limb body. 

The horses run towards the  entrance with us on their backs  whilst  the ghost start throwing  chairs around  the station.  We ride fats towards the entrance but the door slams shut  by the ghost landlady looking with dark terror on her  cold  one eyed face. 

We crash through the door of the station and fall onto  the cold floor while the ghosts laugh and  fly across the station room.  The door slams firmly  shut and we are left out side look down a dark cold road  of hell. 
The horses tell us to continue walking  into the dark night trying to find a new  way to escape the horror of ghost city. 

written by wayne mockler
ownership  and copyright wayne mockler

The haunted factory

We walk along the cold dark path and see another large building in the distance. The horses stop to take a look and see a  large grey building reaching high into  the cold sky. 

I turn towards lieutenant megs and comfort her while the horses try the doors to the building.  We push open the doors and enter a large room with factory machines everywhere. 

We stand alone in the dark lonely factory  looking around for any sign of life. At that moment we see a few dark  figures standing  near to a large piece of old machinery and walk towards them.

At that point a  large gust of wind blows through the factory and they all disappear through a wall laughing and shouting.  We walk along further and see another larger rough man dressed in an old uniform  looking down at us with dark black eyes and  a big scar running across its face.

We run towards the door but a strong gust of wind blows the door shut while it stands  and  laughs at us  with evil intent.  The horses tell us to run fast towards some stairs  and we run up to the next level of the factory. 

After getting up the stairs we see two  other figures looking at us with intense disgust.  One of the figures is a  very large well dressed  man  wearing a black suit and has  no face  whilst the other is a  female figure  wearing a red dress  with long blonde hair  and has  no arms.

We start to run back down to the  floor level of the factory  but the ghouls start to chase us through the air  with looks of terror running across their face. We all get to the bottom  and one of the three figures picks up a piece of machinery into the air  and throws it towards us  hurtling through the cold dark factory floor. 

The horses put up their force field and saves us from the force  whilst we both shake with terror.  I hold on to lieutenant megs whilst the  factory manger, receptionist, and factory worker ghost navigate through the air towards us. 

We all make a run towards the  factory entrance while the ghosts follows with evil smiles on their faces.  The horses get to the door and kick it open  and we  fall out into the cold dead of night on ghost city high street . 

We all sit in the cold dark road whilst the ghosts  look at us  with a wicked smile and slamming the door shut with a gust of wind.  The horses get up and start to move down the cold ghost city road while we follow behind them.

written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler

ghost city supermarket of terror

We walk along the cold dark path towards the castle of hell and  see another building standing  in front of us filled with horror . The horses walk towards the large cold dark buildings standing high into the midnight sky with its  dark coloured windows with horror.

The horses  push open the entrance  door and we all enter inside  this  large cold  disused supermarket.  I hold onto lieutenant megs whilst we walk through the dark supermarket and down each  isle filed with food and drink  and the smell  of  evil  looking for any sign of life. 

I suddenly hear  a noise in the distance and see a figure walking towards us  in this  cold  supermarket.  The horses walk in front of us to protect and take a closer look at the figure. 

At that moment we see a large figure of man walking towards us the ghost security guard  wearing a big black coat  and  large grey  boots laughing with evil intent while its smashes everything  off the shelves. 

We stand back  into a small corridor  behind the horses and watch the figure walk through  wall and disappear into  the cold dead of night.  We start to walk again through the supermarket  and see the managers office towards the till area and notice another dark  figure standing  over a desk. 

The figure  is  very well built and has one eye and a big scar  around its face  with  green eyes staring deep  into some  paperwork.  We walk quickly past the office but it notices us and starts to fly onto the shop floor holding a large book in it hand.

We run down towards the  warehouse area but notice the ghost manger and a  female counter assistant ghost  with one leg and part of its head missing  coming after us  holding  large wooden objects made of spikes  in their hands. 

The horses take us into the warehouse whilst we blockade  the door to escape the ghosts of terror.  At that point  we can see another large male figure holding a large box in its hand  and pointing it towards our heads and looking with evil horror on its face. 

We stand back towards a fire exit while the horses put on their force field to protect us.  The dark  figure wearing a large workman uniform throws  the box at us and looks  with an evil smile on its cold and battered face. 

The ghost workman  walks towards the warehouse door looking at us with its missing nose and one arm. The warehouse door suddenly  opens with a cold gust of wind whilst the ghost manager and assistant and security guard  look at us with evil  smiles. 

We start to run  out of the warehouse and  towards the supermarket  entrance passing the tills of terror along the way. The four  ghosts chase us down the dark  isles throwing  tins and bottles  at us while we run at pace towards the black  doors  shop entrance. 

The horses kick the doors open while the ghosts scream in  terror  and start  banging  on all the windows.  We fall into the dark road of ghost city  exhausted  looking back a the  ghosts while they fly about the supermarket entrance holding their  faces of evil  towards our  cold bodies on the  pavement.

I hold onto  lieutenant megs whilst the horses lead us away from the building while  we all walk down the cold misty dark  road of horror towards our next journey. 
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler