THE CHILLS OF THE ABYSS

Texas Austin, June 6, 2006

On June 6, 2006, A Towns Resident Saw A White Figure In The Dirt Lying

By A State Road Named 666. He Walked Towards The White Object, And Sithered

His Hand Over The Minuscule Concealed White Object Brushing All Of The Grimy, And

Grimness Off Of It. In The Late Cold Night Of Frisky Air, He Let Out The Ill Fainted

Yell That A Baby Bird Would Cry When It Is Calling For Its Mom. He Backed Away From

The Skeleton's Dead Torso, Staring At The Eyes Of Its death. He Was In So Much Shock

That He Ran In The Abyss Of The Forest. He Ran Vey Swiftly Through The Vines, Sticks,

Branches, Leaves, Gravel, Rocks And Etc. He stopped In The Forest, And He Had A

Sudden Breath Of Shock. A Whisper Of A Object Whistled A Demonic Squeal By His ear,

And Landed Loudly In A Wood Like Substance. He Looked Around, And Saw A Arrow That

Hit A Tree. Then He Ran Passed The Leaves, And Ran with A Blazing Urge Of Suddle-

ness. He Looked To His Left, And Saw A Large Figure. He Dropped To The Ground, And

Slipped Into A log. He Kept Quiet, And Never Would Make A Sound. He Heard Nothing

, And Peeped His Head Outside Of A Log Thinking The Coast Was Clear. He Made A

Jolt For The Woods Of The Abyss, And At That Very Instant He Heard The Same Demonic

Squeal That He Had Heard Earlier. It WAs Another Sharp, Cold, Arrow. He Felt Cold,

Suddle, And Weak Inside, Then He Looked Down, And Noticed That It WAs Too Late. He

Had Got HIt By THe Arrow Of A Cold Sudden Jolt Of Doom....And With That..... He

Heard THe Dreadful Howl Of THe Cannibal Rushing Towards Him With A Empty Stomach So

He Took His Last, and Final Breath, And Fell To His DeatHHHH.