Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26707648-20140816012422

It was a dark and stormy night. The boy sat on his counch watching late night tv. When suddenly, there was a loud burst of thunder and the power when out. He crept around the dark house looking for a flashlight. He felt as if he was being watched. As he entered his room looking for a flashlight, he heard a faint tapping on the window coming from no visible source. The tapping got louder and louder as he approached it. He looked closer at the window. In the darkness, he could make out the faint silloette of a man. All of the sudden, a lighting strike illuminated the house and the window. And he saw it. He only saw it for brief second, but the image shall be forever burned into his memory. It was not a man. It had two eyes on a stalk. It had two claw-like hands and a mouth full of decaying teeth. Its tongue was a blueish purple. It looked at the boy and uddered a simple, single word. A word that the boy cannot unhear.

"MOAR!" 