In the neverblevin words,where the shadows crawl like skulking spiders,lies a old shack.One day,a women was being chased by wolves,when she stumbled into the shack.The wolves,dare enter it,it was stilted, filthy, and falling apart,and groaned with  shrieks of great protest.She slept the night there,but when she woke up,she found herself face-to-face with a spirit.It was a translucent blue,it flesh looked withered away,their eyes little balls of terror,burning into their skull,it's long silvery hair matched it's endlessly flowing dress.When she stared into the being eye's she was lost in a blur of blood,for she was never seen again.

Wait what's that you say?.oh not that kind of horror story Oh I don't have any of those kind sorry,i'm these are just as scary though.