JOHN!!! Sam yelled.What you dick? John replied jokingly.Can we get the fuck out of here im tripping out mate?! Sam asked breathing heavily.Look mate just relax the shrooms will chill you out soon just hit this.John said passing Sam a joint.Ok ok Sam scoffs taking a drag off the joint. Well look mate this building freaks me out I've got a super bad vibe rightnow I feel like I'm being watched.Said Sam. Boards cracking and snapping above,whoa what no dude c'mon lets get out now please!Sam pleaded! Ok ok man we'll go, john and Sam turned to leave when they saw it......a tall dark cloaked figure in the doorway the shinning blue light stabbing through the giant oak trees surrounding the ruin of a building.........as they stood in fear of the omanis figure the figure reached out its long pale Icy blue hands fingers thin and decrepit as if decayed to nothing but bone and skin it brandished it's hood pulling it back off its stretched skin fleshy maggot infested face half skull showing and spoke;I am vool devoka you have Disturbed my rest! Vool swept across the room plunging he's hands deep inside Sam ripping at he's intestines ribs cracking screams of agony and disbelief.John screamed Turing away puking at the site of he's friends spin and several organs spilling out to the cracked wooden floor bones snapped and crushed falling and clacking to the floor. John cried as he knew his fate was sealed once Vool finished dissecting he turned he's view to John graving him and digging he's nails it johns eyes slowly pushing deeper it to he's cornea then ripping them out swiftly blood curdling crys of complete and udder anguish as he's vool talons plunged into Johns abdomen ripping him apart crushing and snapping bones and finally griping he's rib cage ripping it through Johns muscle, shredding he's chest and slamming John's ribs into he's head imploding John's head.Vool laughing, chuckling!as he dropped Johns body and ascending into the rafters of the Druid church to wait for the next poor person to disturb he's slumber.maybe this will be a lesson to any fool daring to wonder in the woods you never know what will be waiting in these lands of old
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The church
HorrorTwo poor saps are getting baked in a ruin little did they know it's a Druid timple