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(Repost) Twenty-seventh Minor Spirit of October: The Demon Dog of Valley Crucis, North Carolina
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Twenty-Seventh Minor Spirit of October
The Demon Dog of Valley Crucis, North Carolina
Instead of Inktober, I'm doing a spirit a day for October.
Now this is a genuine urban legend. It’s famous. It’s on websites and everything.
According to legend, late at night near the graveyard of this little mountain church in a hilly area of North Carolina, a demon dog will appear out of the mist. According to the people who’ve seen it and lived, the thing is as tall as a grown man, terrifying to see, and it can keep up with fleeing cars until they cross the streams.
I do mean "people who saw it and lived". I mean, they don’t KNOW it’s hurt anyone. Abandoned cars are found occasionally in all sorts of towns. And if no official missing person’s report is filed, the sheriff’s department doesn’t have to look too hard. Especially at night.
And there we are. Big as a horse, check. Long yellow teeth as long as my hand, check. Red glowing eyes. Check. That’s our demon dog. As big and terrifying as the stories say.
And it’s coming toward us. Wow. It really is big.
And all I have is this circle of salt and blood, and. And. And. And this leg of mutton. Would you like a bone?
Aww. Who’s a scary evil hound? You is. Are you the evil hound? Yes you is. Yes you is.
Would you like another leg of mutton? I’ve got one in my bag. All you have to do is take care of those guys who’ve been following us since Bluff Mountain. The ones with the guns and the rope.
And there they are now.
(You might want to turn around for this part)
Oh. You are such a big evil doggie. Such an evil boy. Off you go!
...what? I said I was a dog person!
Twenty-Seventh Minor Spirit of October
The Demon Dog of Valley Crucis, North Carolina
Instead of Inktober, I'm doing a spirit a day for October.
Now this is a genuine urban legend. It’s famous. It’s on websites and everything.
According to legend, late at night near the graveyard of this little mountain church in a hilly area of North Carolina, a demon dog will appear out of the mist. According to the people who’ve seen it and lived, the thing is as tall as a grown man, terrifying to see, and it can keep up with fleeing cars until they cross the streams.
I do mean "people who saw it and lived". I mean, they don’t KNOW it’s hurt anyone. Abandoned cars are found occasionally in all sorts of towns. And if no official missing person’s report is filed, the sheriff’s department doesn’t have to look too hard. Especially at night.
And there we are. Big as a horse, check. Long yellow teeth as long as my hand, check. Red glowing eyes. Check. That’s our demon dog. As big and terrifying as the stories say.
And it’s coming toward us. Wow. It really is big.
And all I have is this circle of salt and blood, and. And. And. And this leg of mutton. Would you like a bone?
Aww. Who’s a scary evil hound? You is. Are you the evil hound? Yes you is. Yes you is.
Would you like another leg of mutton? I’ve got one in my bag. All you have to do is take care of those guys who’ve been following us since Bluff Mountain. The ones with the guns and the rope.
And there they are now.
(You might want to turn around for this part)
Oh. You are such a big evil doggie. Such an evil boy. Off you go!
...what? I said I was a dog person!