Sylvia awoke as her book sailed across the room, and slammed unceremoniously into the wall. She let out an audible sigh as she rolled her eyes. Sylvia was getting sick of the nocturnal antics of her resident poltergeist. Her page was lost; again. Question was, who was she gonna call?
They came, they saw, and they conquered. Those humans changed everything with their lights, the loud mechanical monsters that stalk our countryside, and the constant smell bombarding our senses. Well, I for one, have had enough. My partner got hit by one of those monsters and was left to die in a ditch like she [...]
First a badger on a mission, and now this... Nocturnal animals are going mad!(Gives things that go bump in the night a whole new meaning) Terror owl who viciously mauled 50 people is finally captured - Mirror Online.