TheCreepyCanadian

Legend tells of a place Where monsters roam free. The insanity runs far And culminates with but one beast. His milky white eyes and scaly grey flesh, A hunger for humans And that's what he gets. For he seeks out the foolish So young and impure. Disguised as a woman Designed to allure. His victims, they drool, and come running right to him. He smiles so sweetly, his mouth lacking teeth. They try to turn back, but it is already too late, For as soon as they reach him, his mouth opens wide, "Oh gods! Oh help me!" every one of them cried. They're now stuck in his stomach, eternally jailed; There they belong to Dzgthgar the Pale.

Outside of the town of Kinston, thunder rumbles above an old farmhouse. This house isn't too old, mind you - only about 40 or so years - but the land that it rests on has been occupied by the Greely family for way over a hundred. The summer air made the house unbearably hot, but its current residents, kindly old Grandma Greely and her seventeen-year old grandson Trey, didn't care. They were too busy playing board games and card games to even notice the impending storm. However, Trey was getting quite annoyed by his constant losses against his old - but only chronologically - granny. Trey loved his granny, he truly did; but all he wanted was t

Don't try to run, Don't try to hide, I know where you are All day and all night. Don't try to speak, Don't try to shout, I know that you'll say Something I don't like. Don't try to love, Don't try to hate, Emotions are something That you should not have. Don't try to leave, Don't try to escape, It doesn't matter where you go Because I will be watching.