he rapped on the door sometime after midnight.“hi, i’m looking for the drackenstein place.”
i pointed at the spooky castle next door. lightning flashed and illuminated its black pointy top, which made for a neat little display of special effects and provided a convenient method of enlightening my visitor.
he howled his thanks and scampered off through my garden.
“hey!” i yelled after him. “get off my weeds!”
i’m thinking of getting a no monsters allowed sign for the porch.
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