Just Passen' Through « Thread Started on Sept 28, 2007, 11:13am »
The Black Dog trotted through the old abandoned ghost town swishing his tale lazily and enjoying the warm sun on his back. He trotted along lazily flicking an ear at persisting fly that just didn't want to leave him alone. He heard the wind sigh though the old town and send a chill down his spine. He shivered, even if he didn't believe in ghost it was awfully spooky hear. He lifted his nose to the air and sniffed, he scented nothing but rotting wood and old leather.
A shutter creaked behind him. He whipped around, but there was nothing there. 'Man this place is spooky' he thought tensing as the wind whirled over the old buildings and rattled the chains hanging loosely on the railings of the old jail house. He sighed exasperated.