By
Craig Wilson
The
pale moon shines brightly on the infamous Monster House.
I’m
somehow trapped in here, with a mysterious gentleman.
We
don’t know how we got here or how to make it out alive.
The
both of us somehow wind up in a grotesque garden.
We encounter
mutant plants, a terrifying girl and a lab.
My
phone’s alarm acts as my ticket out of this madhouse.
The
End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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