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time. Instead what
was birthed was something the fog itself didn’t even seem to want
any part of. It was almost as if it was spitting the thing out and
retreating back from its touch. The fog hovered around its form
like a transparent cloak, never really touching but never going too
far away either. This made the creature all that more eerie to
behold.
     
    Stepping from its shroud not twenty feet in
front of them was something that must’ve been in someone’s
nightmare only moments before. The fog continued to swirl but
revealed vague shapes that resembled a man one moment and an animal
the next. The thing was supported not by the normal legs belonging
to a human that one would expect to see but instead by two hairy,
tree trunk size legs that tapered down to two huge cloven hooves.
They looked exactly like goat legs except for many times bigger and
many times more powerful. As four sets of frightened eyes took in
the terrible sight of its abnormal legs, the thing took a heavy
step forward. Those same eyes quickly traveled up the rest of the
creature as if commanded to. None of the boys actually wanted to
look at the thing’s face but they couldn’t help themselves. When
they finally came to rest on it they found the worst was far from
over.
     
    Standing well over seven feet tall was a
thing made purely from the most twisted of minds. The boy’s small
brains were struggling to grasp exactly what it was they were
looking at. The beast was just so far beyond anything they could’ve
imagined that their minds were at a momentary loss.
     
    Any doubt of the Goatman’s existence was
gone. The smell of ammonia filled the air. There were no longer any
dry pants in the group. They’d never expected anything to appear
when they’d spoken the now terrible words. They weren’t supposed to
work. Now The Goatman had arrived and they were sure they would be
dead before he left.
     
    The next thing they noticed after getting
over the hideous beast was the things chest. It heaved like some
giant bellow as air was swept in and out. It was wider than any two
of them could ever think about wrapping their arms around and
eventually tapered up to its shoulders. The chest, while
impressive, was nothing compared to its shoulders. They were bigger
than any they’d ever seen. They spoke of many years of hard living
and much work. They looked just right for pulling little boys arms
from their bodies. They knew there was no hope of escape from a
creature like this. They’d made the biggest mistake of their young
lives when they decided to call the Goatman.
     
    All eyes were riveted on the creature’s body
until something else caught their eyes when it shook its head. A
light breeze swept what little fog and darkness that still clung to
it away allowing them to finally view the terrible, dark, tree bark
like skin stretching across the things angular face. Tiny bits of
moonlight cast enough light for them to see the many deep scars
crisscrossing its wretched face making it look like a jigsaw puzzle
put back together wrong. Those scar seemed to speak to the
boys.
     
    They listened with shaking knees as the scar
whispered the stories about the many battles their owner had been
through and how he had always triumphed when the odds were against
him. The scars were all that were left of the Goatman’s
adversaries. Little reminders of his conquests.
     
    Seeming to know what images were passing
through their heads the goat- like face smiled, if that’s what it
could be called, revealing teeth that were almost too horrible to
look at. The boys had seen pictures in health class at school but
nothing like this. They were crooked, pointy things that looked
much too accustomed to tearing flesh from bodies and meat from
bones. It licked its lips as if thinking of the tasty meal it was
about to partake of. With all the sights they’d beheld they were
slow on noticing what they soon found to be the worst and most
alien thing about the creature. As