A man was walking home alone late on Halloween night. It
was very dark and several of the streetlights along his path were burned out.
Suddenly, he heard
BUMP!
BUMP!
BUMP!
Behind him. He walked faster, but the sound kept coming.
BUMP!
BUMP!
BUMP!
Worried he was being followed, he glanced behind him and through
the darkness, and he could just see an upright coffin. No one seemed to be
holding the coffin…it was just bumping down the street behind him. The man was
terrified. In an effort to shake it off, he turned a corner. To his relief, the
sound stopped. He kept walking but before a minute had passed, he heard the sound
behind him again:
BUMP!
BUMP!
BUMP!
He was horrified! He started to run towards his home, but
the faster he ran, the faster the coffin bounced along behind him!
Bumpity BUMP!
Bumpity BUMP!
Bumpity BUMP!
He pushed open his front gate, and ran up the path,
fumbling for his keys. The coffin reached the gate and effortlessly pushed it
open. It was practically right behind him! Finally his shaking hands managed to
unlock the front door. He had no time to slam it behind him; the coffin was
right on his heels! He rushed up the stairs, praying the coffin couldn’t climb
after him.
BUMP!
BUMP!
BUMP!
The coffin paused at the bottom of the stairs. The man
breathed a sigh of relief but ...
clappity BUMP...
clappity BUMP...
clappity BUMP...
The coffin was now climbing the stairs behind him. He ran
to the bathroom thinking perhaps he could lock himself in there! His heart
pounded and his lungs hurt with the exertion of running for his life! He had
only just latched the bathroom door when ... CRASH!!!
The coffin broke through the bathroom door! It was nearly
upon him! He reached out for something heavy that he could throw at the coffin,
and his hand rested on a large bottle of cough syrup.
Desperately, he threw the cough syrup as hard as he could
at the coffin and..........finally the coffin stopped!