(This one isn't mine)
Clock man
Every time the clock strikes twelve I hear an extra tick from the clock. I thought it was my imaginations first. Until I saw a long thinner hand reached out from behind the clock, and tap its long nails on the wall.
(This one isn't mine)
Clock man
Every time the clock strikes twelve I hear an extra tick from the clock. I thought it was my imaginations first. Until I saw a long thinner hand reached out from behind the clock, and tap its long nails on the wall.