Night-Mare 2 (Patreon)

November 08, 1978

Today, I saw a figure in the distance. It was the horse standing on the hill. It was looking in my direction. It was very far away but I didn't have any doubt that it was looking directly at me.

I turned around and ran inside my house, closed the door. But even with the door closed, I didn't feel any relief. I gathered all the courage in my hollow-feeling chest to peek through the window of my living room, what I witnessed got stuck in my head for days and nights.

The horse stand on its back legs, letting out a horrid scream that turned into an unnatural laugh. I felt a chill run down my spine as the horse continued to laugh, thumping its hooves on the ground...