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So like my family went to america

So like my family went to america to a villa and it was all fine and we went to do like a food shop and when we came back the villa we kept seeing things that were really dodgy there were like animal bones in the rooms and we went into the garden and there was an animal corpse in the garden like literally no flesh just bones, and we just kept finding weird things in the house like loads of bugs in the sheets and stuff so we went to speak to the person who owns it and she was like oh i’ve only just bought it etc then we were like we’ll go for a walk and there was a massive railway that we had to cross and when you look at it it’s normal but it’s basically a massive mindfuck and as soon as you step on it a train starts coming but the faster you move the more tracks appear so you have to run but then more tracks and trains keep coming so you’re basically destined to get hit by a train

A tall dark shadowy figure, languidly skulking

A tall dark shadowy figure, languidly skulking through the woods, all bones wrapped in a thin black veil Incredibly tall, but I can never look into their face. They present themselves to me, with a jack-o'-lantern at their feet, I try to run away but I am stuck in a loop and they follow me without even moving. The grim reaper...

A tall dark shadowy figure, languidly skulking

A tall dark shadowy figure, languidly skulking through the woods, all bones wrapped in a thin black veil Incredibly tall, but I can never look into their face. They present themselves to me, with a jack-o'-lantern at their feet, I try to run away but I am stuck in a loop and they follow me without even moving.

On the first day, I'm walking along

On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

I find some old human bones in

I find some old human bones in a factory and don't tell anyone and throw the bones in dumpster guarded by big bears .

I was flying a world war 2

I was flying a world war 2 bomber around a military cruiser type vessel and I somehow got on board and tried to put electrical fires out that started in a room i thought had people in it but when i got in there there was only charred bones

I left Greece to go to England

I left Greece to go to England and left my passport and my suitcases with all Of my clothes then there was a war, with helicopters dumping thousands of bones on to me I was scared