Early the next morning, the man awoke to see the creature slither inside again. He called for his dogs, but they didn't come, for the thing had led them deep into the woods and lost them. "I want my tailypo," it said in a nightmarish, demonic voice. "You've got my tailypo," it repeated. The man was frozen in fear, exactly what the thing wanted. It reached out and scratched him, scratched him, until there was nothing left but the old man's skeleton, which was left there to rot.
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The Tailypo
HorrorA man takes something beloved by the previous owner. But he has no idea what he's dealing with... (Trust me. It's a lot better than it sounds, so don't blame me because I write a crappy description.)
