Monday, 9 September 2013
Mistical Future - Is he Dead or a Dullahan?
Mistical looked at the head as it landed with a thud in the middle of the room. She blinked
“It was that easy?” asked Mistical unsure; she shrugged and walked over to Dynasty. “Good job mate” she said as she stuck out her hand.
“Uh thanks, I didn’t think that was going to work” said Dynasty as he shook Mistical’s hand
“Eh who cares … apart from him” said Mistical as she pointed her thumb at the Unnamed’s head. Mistical waked over to the head and bent down, tilting her head as she looked at it. Everyone was walking over to inspect the Unnamed’s body or give Dynasty a clap on the back.
“AH” Mistical yelped as she jumped back and kicked the head like a soccer ball. It hit the wall with a dull thunk.
“What?” asked Sam looking concerned,
“It blinked!” said Mistical pointing to the head. Everyone stared at Mistical then at the Unnamed’s head. After a few seconds the Unnamed’s head blinked.
“See! See! I’m not insane!” exclaimed Mistical
“I’m not too sure about that” muttered Sam, Mistical turned and scowled at him
“You best take that back … after we deal with the Unnamed” said Mistical
“So what do we do with him now?” asked Chonie
“We roast him!” said Duck with fire in his hands
“Yeah I’m liking this idea so far. Oh but what about we slice him into small pieces first! Because everyone knows that smaller pieces cook faster” said Mistical now with a wicked grin
“Yeah lets cook us some Unnamed” said Chonie, with her knifes at the ready. Then the Unnamed’s body ran over, scooped his head up and ran out the exit.
Mistical leant over and peered out the doorway that the Unnamed left by, “Was that just me or did the Unnamed just run of like a Dullahan?”
“No it wasn’t just you” said Sam looking to where he had last seen the Unnamed.
Note: By the way a Dullahan is a headless horseman from Irish myths. They carry there heads under there arms.