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Apologies in advance. :D

 

Late last Saturday night, a young chap was walking home from the pub.

 

It was a cold, wet, windy evening, and he was tired and freezing. Most

 

Of the streetlights in the area were broken, and the silence was only

 

Broken by the occasional sound of a stray cat sifting through a

 

Dustbin. Suddenly he heard a strange noise ...

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP........

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP........

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Startled, he turned around. To his amazement, through the driving rain, He saw the faint outline of a large box turning into his road.

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP........

 

 

 

 

BUMP........

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He froze to the spot. He couldn't believe his eyes. As the box approached from the shadows, he was able to make out its shape more clearly. It was a coffin. Not wanting anything to do with this, he put his head down and started walking briskly home.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The coffin was gaining on him. He started walking faster.........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP.... BUMP.......

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP........BUMP.......

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP........BUMP........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The coffin was closing with his every step. He started to jog, but he heard the coffin speed up after him ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... BUMP... BUMP...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... BUMP... BUMP...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... BUMP... BUMP...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He started to sprint, but so did the coffin .......

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... BUMP... BUMP... BUMP.....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... BUMP... BUMP... BUMP.....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... BUMP... BUMP... BUMP.....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eventually he made it to his front door, but he knew the coffin was only seconds behind. Fumbling around in his pocket, he pulled out his keys, His hand trembling, he managed to open the lock. He dived inside, slamming the front door behind him. He shot into his front room, and slumped into his comfy chair.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Suddenly there was a loud crash, as the coffin smashed its way through the front door. The force of the impact broke the lock off the coffin

 

Allowing the lid to swing freely on its rusty hinges as it continued

 

Its chase ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. BUMP... SCREECH...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. BUMP... SCREECH...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. BUMP... SCREECH...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. BUMP... SCREECH...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In horror the young lad fled again, as fast as his shaking legs could

 

Take him. He bolted upstairs to the bathroom and locked the door ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. HOP... BUMP... SCREECH ... HOP...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. HOP... BUMP... SCREECH ... HOP...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. HOP... BUMP... SCREECH ... HOP...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The coffin again gave chase up the stairs, across the landing and

 

 

Launched itself at the bathroom door. With an almighty smash, the

 

Bathroom door flew off its hinges ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The coffin stood in the doorway, then started to approach the young

 

Terrified lad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. BUMP... SCREECH...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. BUMP... SCREECH...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. BUMP... SCREECH...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In a last ditch attempt to save his skin, he reached for his bathroom

 

Cabinet ... He grabbed a bar of Imperial Leather soap and threw it at

 

The coffin ... still it came ........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. BUMP... SCREECH...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He grabbed his can of Lynx deodorant and threw it ... still it

 

Came......

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. BUMP... SCREECH...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He grabbed his first aid kit and threw it ... still it came......

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BUMP... SCREECH .. BUMP... SCREECH...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He grabbed some Benylin cough mixture and threw it ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The coffin stopped.

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