Creepypasta Hound
I always Smile!
@HakoRice233 @Kuju @BrassMo
"Hello traveler, it's nice to see a young and vibrant person as yourself. To be honest we haven't seen such foolish people come on over yonder in like who knows how long. Now, don't give me that look...I mean nothing by it. But seeing as you're here now why don't you step through this door? Go on. What's this? You say that you don't like the looks of this door, now don't be foolish it's just a door. What's on the other end you say? Well that's for you to find out."
You cross through the door (hesitantly however) and on the other end you find yourself in a Eighteenth Century England like town, fat storm clouds hung in the hot and wet musty air making it hard to breathe and your clothes stick to your body. A carriage pulls up in front of you and a strange man exits the carriage.
"Come with me my child..." He says pulling you into the carriage forcibly. Your blindfolded and hog tied as you feel the jerk of the carriage taking off and the whines of the horse. The journey feels like it has been forever but you're suddenly untied and thrown out of the carriage. You hit the ground and land with a thud in the dirt and grass. You pull off the blind fold and see a large cottage in front of you.
You enter it.
"Hello traveler, it's nice to see a young and vibrant person as yourself. To be honest we haven't seen such foolish people come on over yonder in like who knows how long. Now, don't give me that look...I mean nothing by it. But seeing as you're here now why don't you step through this door? Go on. What's this? You say that you don't like the looks of this door, now don't be foolish it's just a door. What's on the other end you say? Well that's for you to find out."
You cross through the door (hesitantly however) and on the other end you find yourself in a Eighteenth Century England like town, fat storm clouds hung in the hot and wet musty air making it hard to breathe and your clothes stick to your body. A carriage pulls up in front of you and a strange man exits the carriage.
"Come with me my child..." He says pulling you into the carriage forcibly. Your blindfolded and hog tied as you feel the jerk of the carriage taking off and the whines of the horse. The journey feels like it has been forever but you're suddenly untied and thrown out of the carriage. You hit the ground and land with a thud in the dirt and grass. You pull off the blind fold and see a large cottage in front of you.
You enter it.