I was sitting in my old Mansions Library working on my own Book about Mythics as a thick wind was pushed against my Windows leaving them wide open and letting the dry Autumn leaves fly in. I aggressively stood up and slammed the windows, locked them up and called my Buttler Louie to clean the mess up. Whilst i have just realized my whole paperwork has spreaded upon the floor. It took me almost a whole hour to sort them in the right order. Suddenly a loud thunder struck and it began to pour heavily. I was already mad and the wind ripped the windows open for the 4th time just this time everything has gotten wet. I gave up on my paperwork and threw it into the fireplaces high fire flames. After that i have sat myself into the red satin covered chair infront of it while enjoying a strong breathing in of the old tabaco pipe i had recieved from my deceased older brother. I fell into a deep sleep dreaming of mythical ghost silhouettes since i was working with those my dreams havent suprised me though what has woken me up was a heavy breathing aimed into my neck. A cold rash plumped up my skin and went down my spine. I turned around quickly to see...
Nothing pure emptiness. I rubbed my eyes and opened them to look again. Freezing I was standing infront of a marsh infront of dark woods and a dark fog neared itself. It seemed that the Sun had been gone fully though it wasn't dark as blackness. The water the whole marsh and the sky had a dark gray like turquoise colour. The wind came up again which almost had blown me from standing while the dark gray clouds have formed into a face. The face of an old man based of clouds looked down on me. «Thyslef has nothing to do here! Leave before my Spirit will crush thy bones and squeeze the blood all out of your body!» it bellowed. I fell over laying on the dark wet green emerald grass. The spirit started blurring into growling laughter and a small tornado formed from the wind comming my way. I couldn't move as if I had been haunted. I lifted up into the cold air. «I guess thyself cant leave so I'll do it fastly». I had fallen into a Coma. Someone screamed at me and tried to wake me up. I was lying on the floor covered in dark red fresh blood. A tall young man in police gowns. "Sir what have you done" he loudly asked. "I have no idea, what happened?" I replied. He screamed "LOOK AROUND YOU". My madness just from my ruined work has gone to the top and driven me to sanity. The wooden floor was soaked with blood such as my carpets. Bones have been layed into the fire and pieces of gowns have layed ripped up on my chair. Boneless body parts and flesh layed everywhere. It was gruesome to look at whilst 3 rats were nibbling on the leftet sawed of head of my buttler Louie. "Was this I?" I stuttered at the police man. "This is it were taking you away get up old man" he said ignorantly. I stood up slowly while he was already walking through the halway waiting to arive at the front door. Next to me the handsaw layed on the floor. "I knew something was wrong with that old freak" i heared another policeman mumbling from the door. What has made me even more mad had also made me pick up the saw and trap both policemen into the front door room and saw thier both heads of. «Thy had nothing lost here» i screamed and laughed maniacly. I step out of the door and I see her. My only neighbour living next to me in a lost part of the town. «Oh well hello!» i laughingly screamed at her. I ran after her screaming self to also saw of her head. The sun going down and I was screaming «I am the spirit» had only been heared by one person left. A little boy shouting out the window from my neighbours house. He needed help he locked himself in his room. «Dont worry little boy I will free you» I ran into the house looking for anything but in this fastness I could only grab a hammer to free him. So I ran up to the room freed him from the room with the hammer. He thanked me several times «Thank you so much Sir but have you seen my mother?» After that Ive decidet to free him again just this time I freed him from lies and from his life. My maniac laugh had turned louder and louder until i realized. I cant be seen in town and that these were all the Lads left here theres was one left to kill but I was so hungry so I ran up the stairs into the houses kitchen. It was the highest floor. I jumped out the window and broke my neck open and all my veins ripped. I wasn't hungry anymore. The spirit has been freed such as my sanity.
