A backpacker is at a small town pub and over hears people telling the tall tale of the curse of the mountain, people disappearing and mysterious howling coming from the heart of the great north mountain. But the most bone chilling tale of all is the tale of the cursed Black hound who lurks the woods which travel through the mountain, ready to eat you for its next meal. Please feel free to comment and please follow and vote. This is my first story so anything is appreciated Thank you to whoever reads this. Anyways hope you enjoy this read!! 😊😊😊