It was a dark and stormy night. Toads were raining from the sky. It was an ominous sign but I didn't recognize it then. The moon was hiding behind a curtain of red flames. Somewhere far away something was ablaze. Someone was roasting toads. The putrid smell was everywhere. Must be a work of devil.

I was afraid when I started walking on empty road. I didn't know where I was going. I walked for hours and didn't find anyone else. I started to turn back. And that's when I saw owly.

An orange owl, sitting on chair on the other side of the road. She had a deadly looking gun in her hands. Its long barrel was pointed at me. I gulped.

"Why did a squirrel cross the road," she asked like a butcher asking a hen about stolen egg.

"To say hello from the other side," I said trying hard to smile.

She made a buzzer noise which came out little funny, "wrong answer." She fired but the gun was too big. The shot went astray and the recoil sent her flying.

I laughed but realized my mistake. She stood up and dusted herself with her talons. Then she flew and started flying attacks on me. I ducked to save my head but she scratched me with her beak.

"damn," I cursed and brought out the pokeball.

"Pokeball go!" I said and threw the Pokeball at her. It hit her in the head. She winced but it didn't work. She wasn't a Pokemon. I was hoping she was.

"Stop hitting on me," she cried

"What!" I said. "I wasn't hitting on you. I was hitting you damit."

"run," she said with blood shot eyes. I ran like hell.

I have been running since then. She keeps trying to kill me. I keep trying to stay alive. I met the devil too, while I was running. She wasn't burning toads though. She was trying to cook. And it was ghastly sight. Even the sky was laughing.

The world is weird place. I found weirder people than me. God save me.

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