[GhiraWar]

As the girl ran across the foogy prairie, she thought she heard hoofbeats. Thump-thump-thump-thump. Louder and Louder they came, coming across the prarie. The horse appeared, black and never tired, an arrow was still in its shoulder, dried blood cakes around the arrow. The hores red eyed gleamed in the moonlight. The horse had a dirty purple blanket on with a black saddle on as well as reins. But, the rider was a black mysterious figure, dressed in black silk....... She wated and screamed as the rider had no head...........................