We all walk along a little further and come to another building  near to a large hill  of terror.  The horses tell us to wait in the ghostly car park with it  black  parking area. 

The horses try the  large red door  and pushing open the blue handles with the smell of terror coming towards of scared bodies.  We all walk into this very old library  and see lots of  old books listed in alphabetical order on book stands. 

I stand close to lieutenant megs while the horses lead us into the  main room of the library.  after entering the library  main room we see a very old  librarian desk with lots of writing instruments on it. 

We stand in shock at a figure leaning over the desk pushing its hand down on something. The figure raises its head to look at us and we see a figure of a lady  with a pale white face and  yellow eyes watching us with an evil smile  of hatred.

The ghost lady comes from behind the desk and stands towards us  while a large gust of wind starts to push us towards an old wall.  I look in horror at the ghost body hanging down to the floor and walking with a limp towards us.

The horses push towards an old wooden  function room and close the door while the ghost batters the door with its hand.  We look around this old room and notice  another figure watching us from  a small stage area  and holding a cane in its right hand. 

We look in amazement  at  the ghost flying across room holding the cane in its hand  throwing it at our battered bodies.  The horses turn on their force field while the ghost  looks at us with its scarred face and broken arm hanging down to the floor.

At that point  the other ghost knocks down the door  and comes into  the room joining the other ghost. We run out of the room and towards the  entrance with books being thrown at us in a swirling wind of horror.

Another ghost with green eyes and arms swirling everywhere  joins in chasing us and we dash towards the entrance door knocking it off  the wall.  We fall into the cold dark road while books are flying about  at the entrance of the library. 

We all walk down  the road of terror and onto our next journey waling past ghost hill and down the bank  of ghost city.  The horses watch closely for any more ghosts while we  walk into the cold dark night of ghost city.

written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mocker 

The park of horror ghost city

We walk further along the road of ghost city  towards a large park with its  big orange  metal gates leading high towards the  dark clouds.  The horses walk in front to investigate and make their way towards the iron gates whilst we follow behind. 

Once we reach the gates  the horses push them open and we all enter into a large park  filled with trees  standing high in the cold air and dense  fog everywhere  We all walk through park  and come across a  deserted play are with an old wooden bandstand  near to  a frozen lake of horror. 

Walking towards the  play  area we see figures suddenly appear  from  a hedge and walk towards us.  The figures look like people going for a  random stroll  but looking closer the appear to be ghosts of evil  patrolling the park of terror.

One of the figures looks at us with its white face  and  deep yellow eyes  of terror.  The figure walks towards us  with its twisted head  and cold body  laughing and  screaming. 

We run away from the figure only to come across a child ghost flying through the cold moist  air  with its long tongue hanging down from its  evil face.  I hold onto lieutenant megs while the ghost starts to  chase us towards the haunted bandstand.

The horses turn on their force field while  a  large gust of wind try and  lift  us up  towards  the deep sky of horror.  We stand still  in a cauldron of  wind whilst the ghosts  fly around with their  distorted  faces pushing towards the force field. 

After about half an hour of terror the sound dies down and we stand in the  deserted  dark park.  The horses then  lead us away from the bandstand and towards a picnic area in the park  turning around  we hear a  scary sound of  something  moving  from the bushes near to a  cluster of trees. 

At that moment we see a large animal lurking from the shadows of dark an moving  towards us with evil intent.  The figure is  a large grey  bull with red  horns reaching high into  the sky and  long teeth  hanging down towards the cold dark grass.

We all run towards the gates of terror with the ghost bull following behind us with an evil smile on its nose pierced  face.  The horses pull us towards the gates but another figure appears from the frozen lake crashing onto the cold grass of ghost city . 

A  man with a  fish face looks at us with his  gold eyes staring deep  into  out terrified  bodies. The horses force open the gates and we enter back into the dark road of ghost city looking at all  the  evil faces of ghosts park watching us from the  gates of terror. 

We all walk down the cold dark road  wondering what journey awaits us in the  terror of this land.  The horses lead us off into the distance of  ghost city  and down the lonely road of horror.

written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler 

the haunted fair ground

we walk all along the dark road of terror towards a old fairground lying along the old river.  The horses tell us to wait whilst they check out the cold building  of  horror  hanging in the distant  dark night.

The horses walk towards the bright red coloured gates and  pushed them open with the sound of amusements going off in the bright lights of the midnight fair. 

After opening the gates of the fair we all walk into the disused ground with the sound of  rides  moving on their own.  I hold onto lieutenant megs whilst we look at the  fairground rides  moving through the cold dark night. 

At that moment we see a figure of something  looking at us  within the amusement arcade and laughing in a loud voice.  We look at the figure while it moves closer towards us with its twisted body  and hanging head comes towards us  and shouting. 

We start to run towards a dark corner  in the arcade but the  ghost follows us t  flying through    the dark  cold night.  The horses tell us to follow them whilst we  dash towards the  entrance area to escape  but see a  fairground ride moving close towards us with nobody operating it.

At that point another figure walks towards us from the cold dark night  holding a large stick in its hand  with its leg hanging  from its cold dark body. The figure starts to chase us followed by other ghouls of the night towards the entrance area  with the howl of horror coming from the dark wind. 

The horses push open the large red gates  and we  fall into the dark road  whilst we  ghosts watch us evil intent.  We all walk back down the dark ghost city road and onto another adventure  of terror.

written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler