Hallowed Nights Amusement Park

The Howl Effect

Hey everyone Quick time out before we continue. Are you good? How are you? How's your mother? Heh that's nice. You got enough snacks? Everyone good? Alright let's resume.
My name is Striker Howl, and this is my story.

Narrator sips his coffee, This is a story about a young boy named Peter- WRONG STORY! We do not have the license for that. What are you even doing this is a horror story not a FAIRY TALE! I just thought the fans would like to hear a jolly good ol' fashion- NO! GET OUT. Noises of shuffling feet and a door closing can be heard Tilula: "Hahaha Sorry about that everybody, our speakers picked up some weird radio frequency, we'll get right back to our story so you can enjoy all Hallowed Nights Amusement Park has to offer. But first listen to this chilling tale about our sweet Striker Howl. Trust me," she giggles "it's a JUICY one."

It started when I was 9, I hated the dark not exactly because it was dark but because I always felt like something was watching me. I've lived here in what used to be Tokyo for all my life. One night I was in bed asleep during a thunderstorm and I heard a gurgling low growl coming from my bedroom closet. Mom was gone on a business trip, I screamed for dad to come save the day. Lightning flashes lighting up my room as the thunder booms. As soon as it lights up I see a dark claw reach out of my closet BEFORE DISAPPEARING. My dad walks in all heroic style in my eyes right? He's like explosions and fireworks WHAT'S THE TROUBLE SON! STAND BACK I'LL TAKE CARE OF IT! TRA LA- uh for lack of better non copy right free fake words, Tra La Daaa! You know super hero like. That's what I saw as a 9 year old kid. In reality here's what happened, a very sleepy, very drunk dad came into the room. Now mind you my dad even while drunk never harmed me, never yelled at me. He was always present. I can't say much about a positive figure as he did drink a lot, but he always made sure to be nothing but kind to me and never drank around me. For that I do thank him for being there. He always presented a role model impression around me, granted he'd sometimes be drunk already when he was around, but there were three times he was there without being drunk so I guess that counts. Anyway he comes in still waking up trying to act like he was awake the whole time snort grunt "huh what's wrong son?" Dad there's something in my closet!" I said cowering behind my blankets in bed. "There's nothing in your closet it's just your mind playing tricks on you." He slurred. "No dad there's really something in there! I heard something moving!" I cried out. "Here I'll show you there's nothing to be afraid of." He said a bit more awake as he walked to my closet door. I watched my dad open my closet door and peek in. It was dark, I was quiet. Like all the noise in the world had just suddenly disappeared. Then I watched in horror as my dad was grabbed by the legs and pulled into the darkness far enough for the shadows to reach his waist as he hit his head on the way down. I wish I had never seen what I saw next, but it still gives me nightmares to this day. My dad started to suddenly scream as all I heard was the sound of a loud sickening thick wet crunch, as blood and intestines went everywhere. He screamed as whatever was eating him dragged him further into the darkness. In just 30 seconds all I could see was his arms sticking out before being dragged into the darkness. After that what ever ate him burped and my dad's head rolled into my bedroom, only when it stopped rolling I could clearly see his skull was missing his bottom jaw, blood and skin hung from the skull, his tongue hung down seven feet from his skull along with a little bit of his spine. His left eye ball bulged out of his skull but the right eye was completely gone. Half of his skull was missing and his brain had a chunk taken out of it as blood spilled over the floor from out of the shadows. I screamed and watched as a long tongue slithered out of the darkness and wrapped around the remains of my father's skull and dragged it back into the darkness. I watched the blood receed into the shadows as if it had never happened.

Tilula: "Oopsie me, did I forget to warn ‼️⚠️❕you about the GORE in this chapter? 😈 Get over it reader this is a HORROR book. If you're too queazy for it this isn't the book for you. I'M running this show now!"