A Goat-man Sighting
A Micro-fiction Detailing a Sighting of the Beast
No one knows where he came from exactly. Some say an experiment, some say a natural-born freak.
Some say cursed.
However he came to be, he wanders the winding, wooded roads. Sharp horned and hoofed, but man in-between; the Goat-man.
We didn't heed the warnings; we walked by every sign. "Turn back", "Beware the Goat-man" - you know the kind.
Our flashlights had just died out when we heard a horrid sound; a screeching bleat that turned into a horrendous roar. Suddenly, something tremendous came rushing at us. We bolted, witless.
Later, parked, an axe protruded from our car...
About the Creator
Megan Baker (@thegothofsawpit)(@shadowsitheghoststrikebwr)
A spin on her last name, "Baker's Dozen" are opinion lists on various topics. She also enjoys writing about her World of Warcraft main, The Ghastly Bulk Merchant Shadowsithe Ghoststrike, and occasionally partakes in fiction challenges.
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