Peter Mist blew past my bedroom window.The sky w..

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Peter Mist blew past my bedroom window.The sky was covered in doom. All hope was lost. The gloomy marshes across the road bubbled as if a witches potion. The sky crackled, and opened with flooding rain. My bedroom was more like a prison, grey beding, wardrobe just standing. Locked door. I even think a bat lived in the corner. The floor boards creaked as if in pain, the lock turned. A dark figure stood in the doorway. I looked studying his face " Hello Peter,". His low voice spoke. " We have a surprise for you, come downstairs". Once downstairs I cringed at the light from the candles. The#moonshone through the old windows. " We have your dinner, garlic free of couse". They gave me a new cape, then I flew into the night.