As John fell asleep he started to drift off into a dream.
The sky was black. Very black. It looked like a void. John was standing on a large spanner. There was red water all around him. It was rising. It wouldn't stop. Then the spanner transformed into a sign that read: "The Spaniards Inn". As this happend the water created a wave. Just before the wave hit John he woke up. He was calm about it. But he was sweating from the terrifying nightmare.
"The Spaniards Inn?" He whispered to himself.
"Where the fuck is that?"
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I Buried Paul
Mystery / ThrillerFirst of all i dont believe that Paul is dead i just thought it would make a brilliant story. Im not taking any sides weather he's dead or not though. Anyway, enjoy the story.
