"BANG!" The two cars had just collided, the burning flames lighting the night sky. Billy had no idea what to do; his brain was still processing what had just happened in front of him, right before his feet. He thought to himself, should I go get help or stay and help the victims? There was nobody around so he decided to go and get help.
The crash was in the middle of nowhere, literally. After a good half hour of running he finally came across the nearest building, an old warn down gas station. The closed sign was veering to the left and was missing the letter L.
Billy cautiously walked around the side of the building, his steps disturbing the resting dust. The flakey mud crumbling beneath Billy's polished leather boots. He walked towards the store owners back door, knocked three times and waited for someone to answer.
An old man, who looked like he was in his 60's, answered the door. The door swung open, the rusty hinges creaking like the mans old bones. He mumbled under his grey frizzy beard, "what do you want young boy?''
His face started changing! His teeth grew longer and got sharper. His eyes turned a dark red and he started to get bigger. His head broke through the roof and his finger changed to claws. He reached out and grabbed me!
I startled and sat straight up in my bed, it was just a dream.
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