captured by the space vikings of torture   The  black puff of smoke then clears  and we are left in the  red tunnel of horror in silence.  A  concerned and angry  silver prince then leads us down the red tunnel of evil towards  a bright  golden light  in the distance. 

At that moment the horses notice a set of steps leading out of the red tunnel of terror  and go over for abetter look.  We all hang back in the tunnel  while the horses clamber up for a better look.

A horse shouts  out  in shock  after look up the steps of mystery  while we look around for any  viking creatures  behind us.  We then slowly climb up the golden steps with the silver prince and his  brave knights while screams of anger echo out from behind our scared  minds of torture. 

I hold a scared luitent megs while the evil red  viking monsters begin to grab our legs  on the golden ladder of escape.  The silver prince pulls us up through and we emerge in a big cave of orange water  with a large golden ship tied on a  dark pole of evil. 

We quickly swim  in the  orange water towards a  set of golden rocks while  the  water becomes  sea of storms  before turning black.  All of a sudden  an army of black figured vikings emerge from the ships deck
and drag us on it  with their hook hands of evil. 

A brave  silver prince and his army  try's to protect our  spirits but gets  caught in a large golden net by the evil viking creatures of darkness. At that moment a large purple cage comes down from the ships mast above and traps our bodies while the viking creatures laugh and joke with evil  smiles of torture. 

At that moment the viking boat suddenly turns a dark evil  grey  and a figure  with tow heads appears on the front the ships deck with a large  chainsaw in its evil  glowing claws of terror.  We  all hide in the corner of the large viking ship  while it begins to move towards  a big chunk  of  golden rocks. 

The ship then bursts through the rocks  and enter  solar space with large plants in the distance  and a deep space of noting in front of our terrified eyes of torture.  The dark creatures  ship then sale  through space  towards another galaxy while  we all sit and wonder what the  space  viking having in store for us. 

written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler   terror in the haunted mansion of the grey vikings   We lay in this big blue room for ages until the silver prince decides to try the  shining knob on the cold door of terror.  The silver gently twists the knob and the door opens with a grey chill of mystery in the air.

At that moment the horses jump up and begin to walk slowly towards the creaking door of terror.  I hold a shocked lutient megs tight while the  silver knights walk beside our shaking bodies of torture

The horses then lead us out of the big  blue door of capture and into a big hallway of horror.  A shocked silver prince looks around and notices cobwebs across all the walls  and old furniture  laid in all corners  of the cold creep room. 

All of a sudden the blue door slams hard behind our shaking backs and an evil laughter of  hatred rings out in our terrified  ears.  We then begin to notice other doors  in giant hallway with different colour doors and smoke blowing out from under them. 

The horses then stagger back in shock when every door slams shut in our tortured faces of terror while a scream of torture hits our ruined minds    A brave  silver prince then runs towards  a big green door with his remaining  army of knights to try and force it open but gets thrown back by a dark force of horror while we  hide in a grey corner of shock. 

All of sudden a big dark grey viking figure appears in front of our tortured minds and points its dangling claws of blood at  our sweating heads of torture.  The figure glares at our shivering bodies with its  faceless expression  while black  smoke fills the entire  hallway     

A shocked luitent megs screams in terror while l try and calm her beating heart down with my brave arms of mercy. The horses and silver knight  stand around us read to fight the creature  until it vanishes through  the grey walls of capture. 

The doors then suddenly open and the smoke vanishes in the cold misty air  while the hallway goes back to normal.  We al look around in shock stuck to the spot in terror  while a grisly  groan  rings out  down the hallway doors of terror.

written by wayne mockler
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