Talk:Hellhound/@comment-201.141.137.40-20160626045643/@comment-71.85.100.139-20160626154610

"Ahhhh crapbaskets..." I manage to get out before being tackled amongst the tombs by the tall terrifying lady. She started reading it aloud the letter she yanked from my hand.

"Roses are red violets are blue, I suck at poetry, but I sure love you!" She laughed hard and dragged me back into the cemetary caretaker house and shut the door behind us.