Rumble Stein's: The Liar's Voltage

Rumple Stein sat beneath the 
crooked willow tree, his yellow 
eyes gleaming at the huddled 
children.

"Tonight," he whispered, a twisted
grin exposing his pointed teeth, "I 
will tell you of Frankenstein's monster."

The children shivered, pulling their 
blankets tight as the campfire hissed 
and popped in the dark.

"A mad doctor stitched this beast 
together using cold, gray body parts
from freshly dug graves," he cackled.

"He used heavy iron bolts, 
thick jagged thread, and coursing 
electricity to shock the corpse awake!"

"But the lightning left the beast
with a burning fury against children 
who tell wicked lies and fibs."

"Because some kids tell lies,
the angry creature sworn to hunt
down every single dishonest child."

"It wanted to fry them alive
using the same high- voltage 
electric currents that sparked 
its dead heart!"

Rumble Stein leaned forward,
his long shadow stretching over 
the grass like a reaching, clawed
hand. 

"The giant broke free from its 
heavy chains, stomping through 
the foggy woods with heavy, thudding 
steps."

"It searched the dark nights 
for escaping children who refused 
to go to sleep, and stop telling lies
and fibs. 

He suddenly jumped to his
feet, throwing his hands high 
as the wind howled through the 
branches.

"And when it catches a liar,"
Rumple 6roared, "it shocks them 
to a crisp and drags them away!"
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