I want you to imagine yourself in the African bush. A Nyala is grazing nearby, its ears pitched back, listening for danger. In the darkening sky, an Eagle soars, looking for a morsel to eat. The stars will soon open their eyes, making the darkness seems less daunting…
Your feet burn, making prints on the sand you walk on. A small foot path leads to a forgotten village. There, you must meet a Sangoma. She is the only hope you have to make it out alive…
As you near the hut where she stays, you can hear the low chants coming from within. It sounds like she is calling upon someone… or something…
Once you peak around the opening of the hut, your eyes dart to the gruesome sight that awaits you.
There, in the center of the hut, on a grass mat, lays an old woman; or what used to be a woman. He chest is ripped open and her heart is still throbbing in the hands of the creature you fear most… The Tokoloshe…
It turns its ugly head towards you and the blood drips from its fangs. It was feasting on life…
Before you can take a step back, the creature jumps up and starts crawling towards you, its eyes never looking away from you.
“I have been waiting for you…” It growls. “I have been waiting for you to get your copy of the book Tokoloshe. Have you not heard the drums?”
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