Everyone's POV We all check each other out, some jealous of others, but most just shrug and nod and laugh. We all look around and Matt points in the other direction "Woah did you guys see him?" everyone else "see who?" Matt looks dazed and confused "The guy, he had on overalls, straw hat, a pitch fork, like your average farmer" everyone looks around but he is no where to be found. Maria hugs him "oh it's alright, you might have just seen something not real or a reflection of someone else" "Hmmm your probably right, thanks Maria" he winks and she giggles.
Actually it's Jazzie haha Maria told me bout your story so I thought I would read it Great Job! it's awesome Haha
Everyone's POV We all look around and start walking down the dirt road, shops on either side as well as the Saloon and places to live. We all decide to go into the Saloon "OK HE'S RIGHT THERE!" Matt shouts and points at the hotel We all turn around quick on our feet, a tumble weed blows by and the man is still no where to be found "Dude, Matt," says Fan" your freaking everyone out, if you shout again I'll personally kill you. Just grab someone and point in the direction of the guy, SUBTLY!!" Matt nods and kicks the ground lightly. We all enter the Saloon "Hello? Anyone home?" says Tristan. Not a soul to be found. However, being the Bar Owner in costume, Tanner hops behind the bar and starts making drinks "on the house!" he laughs as well as everyone else and we all take a seat. The bar seems very old, like ancient almost, the sign was still hung up, after giving it another glance, it said "Tanner's Saloon"....the tables and chairs were rusty and squeaked whenever you moved, but hey we had to sit. There was a staircase and a chandelier, no one dared go upstairs
Everyone sat with someone, Tanner served everyone drinks and we all chatted amongst ourselves, just to try and stay calm. Matt, sitting with Tristan, nudged him and he looked at him. His face pale white he nodded his head to outside the bar swinging doors and there stood the old man. His face wrinkled and swet covered, he had a tooth sticking out of the bottom of his lip. He grinned in an evil way that only pure evil could do, he griped his pitchfork tightly and when they both blinked, he was gone... "Guys," said Tristan "I just saw what Matt was telling us, this isn't safe, we have to find weapons, this is the task, we have to get out of here." Everyone went pale, except for that same person! We all got up quickly and on 3 ran outside together, he was not to be seen. We immadently ran towards the Sheriff department and a dust was starting to swirl around us, getting into our eyes and nose. Fan stumbled and found the door and ran inside to grab the weapons. She came back outside and handed all of us tools
Suddenly we hear a roar of laughter. We whip around and a sand storm has trapped us in a tight circle and we see something in the distance coming towards us. We all huddle back to bac in a circle with our tools gripped tightly in hand and the man's laughter haunts, and rings through our ears. Things fly at us at light speed, we try and dodge. Zach gets hit in the leg with a barrel, taking him down, but he quickly gets back up. Matt is hit in the back of the head by a small wooden box and falls to the ground. Everyone screams and try's defending theirselves, no one helps him. He is dragged away screaming his head off and the laughter gets louder and louder
The storm drops and we all see in the distance a lynch stand and two people up their, fighting. We start running fast towards the stand, someone's neck is put in a lynch and we start screaming for Matt. The other shadow runs towards the end of the rope and cuts it. The body drops and squirms around then goes limp....we stand still and stare in disbelief....we run again and the other figure laughs and disappears and we reach the body....it's belongs too.....Matt... Tanner drops to the ground in tears and we all mourn the loss of Matt....