The Answer

Cloak, Grim Reaper, Horror, Halloween

“What are you doing here, and who are you?” Dollen demanded of the dark hooded figure standing before him.

The apparition merely raised a bony hand and gazed at trickle of sand as it fell through the hourglass.

“Seriously, what do you want?” Dollen asked becoming unnerved. “You can’t possibly be who I think you are. This must be a dream,” Dollen said pinching himself. “WAKE UP DOLLEN ROGERS!” he frantically called to himself.

“Dollen Rogers?” a crypt-deep voice asked. “Not Roger Dollen?”

“Dollen Rogers, I’m Dollen Rogers!”

“Shite,” the dark figure said. “Sorry to have bothered you.” The spectre then disappeared.


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