Sarnians Magical World : Ghosts

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Ghost 2

Two is company !

	They said the house was haunted, but he laughed at them and said "Tut tut! I've never heard such tittle tattle as ghosts that groan and chains that rattle. And just to prove I'm in the right, please leave me here to spend the night." They winked absurdly, tried to smother their ignorant laughter, nudged each other, and left him just as dusk was falling with a hunchback moon and screech-owls calling. Not that this troubled him one bit; in fact, he was quite glad of it, knowing it's every sane man's mission to contradict all superstition.
But what is that ? Outside it seemed as if chains rattled, someone screamed! Come, come, it's merely nerves, he's certain ( but just the same, he draws the curtain ). The stroke of twelve - but there's no clock! He shuts the door and turns the lock ( Of course, he knows that no-one's there, but no harm done by taking care! ) Someone's outside - the silly joker, ( He may as well pick up the poker! )
	That noise again ! He checks the doors, shutters the windows, makes a pause to seek the safest place to hide - ( The cupboard's strong - he creeps inside ). " Not that there's anything to fear " he tells himself when at his ear a voice breathes softly " How do you do! I am the ghost. Say, Who are you? "

Willie's Time

There's a train that runs here daily
3 am or there about.
You can hear it hooting sadly,
but no passengers get out.
" That's much too early for a train "
the station master said,
" this one's driven by Will Watson
and Will Watson is long dead ".

This Will Watson was a driver
whose working record was just fine,
except of course that our poor Willie
never learnt to tell the time.
So after fussing and complaining
-even the Railways have their pride-
they sacked poor Willie Watson
and Willie pined away and died.
Now his ghost reports for duty
and - unrepentant of his crime -
drives a ghost train through the city
and it run's to Willie's time.

Ghostbus

	Underneath the lamppost in the middle of the night, a ghostbus makes a silent stop - a strange and fearful sight. At the busstop at the corner something big and green climbed down. It is looking for your bedroom, it has searched all over town.
You thought it could not find you, that you were safe and sound. And you thought that you could hide where you never could be found. But now that ghoul is almost here, you know it loves the dark of night. There's only one thing left to do: Quick, fast, turn on the light!