Historias de Mushroomhouse

A mushroom house cause whhhyyyy not?

"HELP! HELP!" Harry sits up at once and looks around for whoever is in distress. The fields that stretch for acres before him are as empty as when he arrived. The call for help comes again and Harry looks toward the woods who are as silent as woods can be. "Down here, please, down here!", the high voice demands. "By your feet, look here!" Harry is tremendously confused by this and wonders for a moment if he could be dreaming. Who and in what world could be speaking to him that can hide behind his feet?

MUSHROOM MAN PART 2