As Big Ben chimed twelve times for the start of the dreaded witching hour, down in the intense mist of which was suffocating me in a painful head lock, I was scrambling for food (yes ghosts need food too). Upon its deadly name burning forest (BF for short)…
I myself experienced the fateful torture in fifteen fifty six. The raging aroma of bodies, blood a d scary sights of burnt decayed skulls and ribs reminded me of the day I experienced the bloody stake which turned me into a ghost.
If being a ghost was bad, hearing the screeching skulls of London and Bloody Mary was worse. At that bloody second they gave a horrendous chase
“Screech!” The skulls wined, breaking the eerie silence that had developed over the land and sky.
Withered trees bent over like people to hide me…in the gloomy distance. I heard Mary calling out orders to the feared skulls.
I jumped like a dea man to the big city howling …I was safe or was I?
So I, Zane, escaped the first attack . Will I survive the next? It’s up to you…😲


What a gruesome Tudor tale, Koolkid17!
Your sophisticated descriptions of the haunted environment in which Zane now resides is fabulously horrible. Well done!
I think I can just about cope with you describing the dead bodies and their flight through London in more detail. Is it just the skulls racing through the night or are the mangled bodies attached? Can you describe the scenes the bodies pass over? Does anyone witness this and how do they react?
Now Zane has escaped, it would be brilliant if you could write another chapter for Halloween! You’re a fabulous writer.
The skull, with eight heads connected to it, roams the night in a ball of flames searching for humans. His sixteen eyes are blasting out fire to show there is no escape. It is either you let him feast on you or you perish in his flame. All can be seen are the ashes from the decayed tress. There are no witnesses because it is a forbidden forest. No-one dares enter because they know they won’t come out alive.
Gross! You really can picture these details in your head. Are you able to go back and edit your story, adding these details? You may want to do some copying and pasting.
I’d also love to know more about the crime that sealed your fate.