Horrorsville

As you enter you hear moans, cries, and screams of agony you try to tell yourself it's just the wind but you know better. The trees shake side to side in the wind limbs scraping against one another and your clothes. Suddenly you hear the howl of a ungodly creature you look side to side scared of what you might find then there before you is a man hung on a oak tree the sign below his feet has beware...The forest slowly changes, and not for the better. The tall trees start growing shorter, and tighter together blocking out the sun. The trees branches themselves begin to change to, from high in the trees, to low groundlevel whip-like springy braches.  to go forward, youve got no choice to go through them, the path is all but gone. Most of the trees, are dead, or dying, a sign of the poisions that have spoiled the lands, the water in the nearby stream brackish and covered waterspiders, and filled with mosqito larvae.. before too long the mosquites temselves start to appear, only one or two at first.. but its a good question of how long before you find the main swarm. Off in the distance you hear the deathcry of an animal, a sound unlike any thats been heard before..~*~ This is a story Made by some of my friends, I found going through my computer ~*~~*~ Mystery Passion ~*~ Written November 1st, 2001 © on Nov 01 2001 08:50 AM PST   0 • 1