Skeeter72{WP} wrote: Knock knock. ..
The Barflies slowly turn towards the long forgotten sound...... Was that a knock at the Door?????/
Couldn't be. No Pilots have visited these regions in months.... Maybe years.
Knock knock, The sound fills the old Jolley rodger....
A haunting sound begins to form. Retched and terrifying. Cold and beautiful. A howl grows in the still night.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAawwwwwwwwwwwwwwWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
They have heard it before, They no what it means. They all make room for Sir Skeeter to take his seat
Knock Knock... no one dares to say who is there. Its known