
Mr. Cledwyn denied all knowledge, saying he thought the house was deserted, awaiting repair. The Green Man got into the Estate Office of Cledwyn Properties and discovered the truth.
Three weeks later, Mr. Cledwyn's bodyguard wandered into Ruabon, burns to eighty percent of his body. He lived on for another month somehow, then died. Investigating, the North Wales Police searched Lowell House. They found Mr. Cledwyn there. What was left of him. Someone had tied him to the spit in the Great Kitchen and roasted him. Alive.
Evildoers cannot escape the vengeance of the Green Man.
5 comments:
Hiraeth,
You gave yourself away with the reference to Cardiff.
Funny stuff tho...
Am I the only person in Cardiff? Last time I looked, it has 200,000 inhabitants.
Be careful, Morgan. The Green Man has ways of dealing with those who do not watch what they say.
Hiraeth look again. The Green Man may have visited Cardiff in between now and the last time you checked.
I am appalled to see such a sensible person as yourself in this surreal place.
I'm always looking over my shoulder, in case I've done something that might lead to the Green Man coming for me.
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