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part 2
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I scrambled to my feet and ran towards the library but was stop when the butler came into view once again this time headless and bearing a small axe
as i turned to run the opposite way the books on the shaves shot the books out into the room some hitting me in the skull, the pain was oh so real so
real that the man now at my back may be able to kill me i thought as i ran through the house my camera still rolling i turned to the kitchen but once i
was ambushed two flashy dog like monsters busted in through the windows as they came closer to me they made a awful noise the sound of snakes
hissing but with the powered rage of a wolfs growl as i had no time to think i turned and ran sadly i ran into a wall hit my skull again and blacked out...i
awoke sometime later in a cold sweat in my room the next morning my clock flashed five o' clock pm October 31st. try as i might to find my camera i
came across my cigars and figured i needed to calm down to find my camera but sure enough i walked over to my cigars and found the portable camera
i quick pushed the playback button, blank all of it battery power not even touched nothing was on it all a dream is what i thought as i closed my camera
and placed it back in my bag with my papers and other work i would be leaving tomorrow knowing now there's nothing but a bad case of nightmare
around here the reports were ready i could now move on...so i thought. As i made my way down to the front door to set my bags for tomorrow i heard a
low drumming noise far off into the distance of the house. I threw my bags to the door and grabbed my pepper spray but as i made a run to the north end
of the house the power cut off and i ran into a small table stubbed forward and i grabbed a wall tapestry it did keep me from falling but now i was lost in darkness,
slowly i kept to the walls till i got to the north hallway i saw the faint moonlight in the windows shining on the velvet hallway carpet i saw the door that
headed to the backyard you could have called it of this plantation i made my way down the hall but came to a stop when the light from the moon
vanished and the hall became very dark and a sound of hissing and wet clicking began to start i looked the wear the noises were coming from only the see
the walls covered in large imp like monsters teeth and jaws of sharks there skin had a look of...wet leather there eye's were dim green orbs but they
seemed to not notice me as i slowly creeped through the hallway until one of the imps spotted me it turned its body towards me and readied itself to

attack but before it could another of the beasts stops it now feeling fear more then ever i ran to the door and quickly reached for the doorknob the
heavy double doors exploded into hundreds of splintered spikes that cut and pierced sticking into my body as i slam backwards onto the floor looking to the only to see a huge mouth and meat grinder like teeth in rows and row as i tried to get
up two tentacles grabbed my legs and dragged me into the teeth i closed my eyes as the pain i felt was that of hundreds upon hundreds of fingers pulling
me to pieces bit by bit i opened my eye's to found I'm standing alone in the north hall i look back to see the imps gone from the walls and the moonlight back.
I kicked the door out and found myself on the patio over looking a great hungering horde of the undead a fire in the center the moon fixed in the very
center of the world and the fire below as i watched i felt drawn to it as i slowly came to the steps of the patio i heard the sound of foot steps behind
me i turned and was met with a axe and the headless butler i felt it all! my head rolled off the steps and into the grass the butler then picked up my
severed head and brought it to the fire and the alone person chanting at its glory, I could see my body still bleeding on the patio being torn apart and
eaten as my gaze was turned to the fire the undead began a chant some making only hisses or growls and howls as they whipped into a rage the fire
flashed out with a purple flame and glow! the moon! the moon! red as the eye of his greatness! my mind was running chanting wishing for death all thing
right with the world now then in a loud boom and a earth shattering quake a grand being appeared above the fire before its undead subjects its many
eyes and puss coated body twitched and twisted as its long bony arms reached out and grabbed my severed head its three claws popping my skull open as it
brought me to its mouth i tried to scream and did! i screamed to this...this thing from another place of being i screamed at it "EAT ME! PLEASE EAT ME!
REND ME! EAT MY BODY!!! EAT MY VERY SOUL!!!!" i continued till the beast opened its massive jaws and tossed me in once inside i could feel
everything i could know everything but in that split second i awoke in my bed again, now having had this happen before i looked the room over i saw my
clock said noon October 31 i didn't think anything of it till i saw something odd on the window it was the same verse from the book of the dead in the
library cut into the glass then it hit me as grabbed the clock and threw it at the wall and watched as the small imprint and hole made slowly closed i
then started to shout the verse as if to the being i had seen in my nightmare i saw the light of day turn to night the clock face showed time began spinning foreward the
walls began to show the signs of wore out wall paper paint flecking and chipping off the windows shattered large parts of the house falling down
around me as i made a break for the front door not caring for anything now but my own life i made it out and kept running i ran as fast and as far as my
legs could take me, sometime later i made it back to the main road i tried to head to the small gas station in the distance but blacked from the stress
the running put on my body.
It would be three mouths in a coma before i ever saw daylight again i woke up in the hospital on Thursday January 3rd doctors said that with the way i
had been going it was a death trap for anyone the police and reporters were shocked that i was not eaten by wild life all saying that wear i was really
wasn't, Its been a long road since that week of true paranormal visons but now i can return to my real home and relax, its now June 4th 2012 i can
feel myself slowly losing my mind...dear god the thing! that thing is calling me! i hear it! its calling me back to my darkening void! i see the demons and ghosts
now! there coming to take me! FREE ME!!!

The end.

Here is my submission had to break it up to post it ^^;

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The paranormal journals of jack coughmen

From: The editor at brams & hams publishing
To: the reader this is the published version of the journals of reporter Jack Highen Coughmen who sadly at the end of this work shot himself in the head we hope that it serves the paranormal community well as its author had intended.

My name is Jack H. Coughmen i am or...more likely was a famed paranormal reporter and investigator up until the week that lead to the events of
Monday October 31 2011. It had been a few tough mouths for me mouths of nothing but digging and hard research to find the very best story to fallow
having stayed in the homes of mass murders, famed killers, haunted hideaways both famous and not so famous, now i had a nice mystery mansion a
old slave plantation home down in the bayous of Louisiana to which the legends have stated that a powerful voodoo shaman was sold to the original
owner and that within three weeks the slaves revolted most have guessed for reasons of the master killing the young of slaves however others simply
say that the slaves just out numbered the residents at the time of the massacre this however not the weird part that's saved for the those who owned
after the massacre. Lily S. Thompson found on September 12 1910 partly eaten in the kitchen after missing for four week police found her after having
to break the locked doors down reports stated that "All windows and doors were locked." the final report came out saying that lily was attacked by a
animal somewhere in the house and that the animal had gotten free after searches failed to turn anything up. Mr. charlie S. manington MD. found on July
14 1968 sown upside down into one of the mansions hanging wall tapestry gutted and emptied of all bodily fluids and missing his gentiles reports stated
the fallowing "From close examination of the body and the time of death its seems that Mr. mannington was dead for three weeks until he was found,
His home was in slight disarray noting a struggle the killer has yet to be found." The paper was a blazed with the story giving it names like the "devil's
plantation" Or my favorite the oh so spokey "House of the voodoo" Things like that would not deter me not even the last owners police reports, Mr. &
Ms. Robin, Guarder Moved in on October 13 2006 the two claimed that there son was living with them however the night of October 31 2006 Police got a
911 call from Mr. guarder saying his son had been kidnapped when police reached there home officers found Mr. guarder's body laying outside the front
door the whole door way was covered in bullet holes Mr. guarder had been shot point blank with a double barreled shotgun the news stated the police
found Ms. guard locked in the master bedroom with the murder weapon yelling for her son when police got her into custody and into a mental institute it
was later found out that the guarders son had been dead for six years after a pedophile kidnapped and killed him, Miss guarder was found on October 31
2009 dead of a overdose in her new york apartment three years to the day she killed her husband. It was all set i had all my work bundled up and begin
packing i would make the calls tomorrow to set up a weeks stay at the devil's plantation.
Balmy weather was all around as i made my way up that long dirt road to the mansion the sun slowly setting i looked all on the outside of this house
while the sun's light permitted it looked as if it was brand new or untouched by anyone, as i made my way to the front door i saw what seemed like the
missing pieces of door wear Ms. guarder killed her husband i took my camera out and got a quick picture before making my way inside, once inside i
was surprised at how lovely the house was fine paintings wall tapestry busts but before i went to check out the house i found my room and set up my
tools and files being was not going to stop me from looking for my next mission into the world of ghosts, after a few hours of wondering the house's
many rooms i came to the library where i found some of the best books of many generations even the complete works of H.P. Lovecraft and as i looked in
the back of the room on a book stand a replica of the necronomicon having been a fan of the great Lovecraft i had to flip through it as i picked up the
book i saw the moonlight shine through the window i sat down in the chair just a few feet from the book stand once i opened the book i saw the detail
someone put into it i saw the images of cthulhu the fish god dagon and many others of the mythos as i reached the books end i saw a small verse in
blue ink on the top right corner it read "Tils mala gore rin gras alema" i didn't know it at the time but...that verse would end up saving my soul if only for a short time.
The first five days were fine nothing out of the normal happened it all seemed so mundane looked around ate napped then worked having seen not one
ghost a monster nothing but...then things took a turn, it was two days till the 31st i have awoken to the sounds of banging i got out of my bed with a
swiftness grabbing my pepper spray can i slowly made my way down the stairs as the door got into view i didn't see a silhouette i silently made my way to
the other parts of the house and found no one having one reason to fear i went back to the bedroom but as i claimed the stairs i heard the sound of a
women crying coming from my room as i opened the door i saw in the center of the room miss...guarder! she seemed to be wearing a sundress and her
hair covering parts of her face as i entered the room i was ready to speak with this ghost but before i could in a split second miss guarder let out a
banshee scream as her head snapped up and looked at me with widening eyes before her head exploded in a shower of gray matter and blood i was
standing in shock as i touched the blood that hit against my skin my hands...hell my whole body was shaking as i pulled my hand away from my face and
in my hand i saw nothing i looked to the body of miss guarder and the blood covered room only to found it untouched it was all a illusion, I had now
finally seen the paranormal which i have looked for years i quickly grabbed the portable camera out of my bag and began searching the house i headed
to the kitchen first as i walked down the south hallway i saw a figure in the distance it seemed like a butler as i got closer the man he began to rush at
me before i could blink he was on top of me i tripped back onto my ass but i remained upright as i opened my eyes the disembodied head of my
attacker screamed at me with empty bleeding eye sockets "YOU'LL NEVER GET OUT!!!" before vanishing.

Moving on :3