And as our train left the station, a weird

And as our train left the station, a weird announcement came on the PA system. "Ladies and gentlemen, we'll be moving shortly. We're waiting for...

the doors to close. To your right, you can see a beautiful sunset and just beneath, the caves. When the sun has descended, this train will become your tomb as thousands of flesh

nesting micro-bats make love in your skin. The train has a porter who carries a golden back scratcher but you have to answer this riddle in order to have him scratch you. It's old

er than the glass of mead at Merlin's bedside. The swallows will come and peck at the eyes that stare there. But what about the girl that swings in pigtails?

Why did someone hang all those pis tails from the playground swings crossbar and why did the little girl swing among those bloody dripping swine swishers. Maybe Merlin knew what it

was going on after all. I silently crept toward the little girl near the money bars and asked her why she was playing among dead pigs. "Shhh," I'm not supposed to talk to you," she

fornicate with Baron Von Antelope, the third holder of the Reichenstag Wilberforth Vetten P Winston Churchill?" The demented woman looked at me with no eyes, so I thought it best

to leave while I had a chance. Where to go was the question. For the night of a thousand knives, there is seldom an escape worthy of chancing or perhaps

the night of the thousand forks? I took my chances on the night of fifty sporks - the bloodletting was minimal but I had a rare polycarbonate allergy & died of anaphylactic shock.