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Originally Posted by
Scott Maclaren
Scott was surprising even himself. Been here a few months and not a single meltdown about the castle even with him being so close to the forbidden forest. Nothing went bump in the night close to the edges and he was highly appreciative of the fact the children stayed clear of it. Less reason for him to have to go in there.
The Groundskeeper rounded his hut, mirror in hand as he attempted to adjust his hair. The new product he was on did wonders for the volume and gave it a nice bounce.
This was what great hair was abou--something moved in the background of his mirror. There was SOMETHING moving by his hut.
"AHHHhHHHhhhhHhhhhHH!!" Nothing manly about that scream. Likewise, nothing manly about his retreat.
Dropping his mirror where he once stood, the man darted for his door, throwing it closed behind and him attaching several locks and charms before throwing his whole body against it. They were coming for him. This was the end! He SAW something!
Uh-huh.
♫ Something wicked this way comes! ♫