The Thistle Man, the Only Way Out

The thistle men growled and it sounded like a creature ten times his size. No human throat made that sound. You think that spell will protect you? He said. The other monsters around me froze. They didn't seem to know what to do. I grabbed his face, wrenched open his rotting, gummy mouth and shoved in a huge fistful of dried Heather. His skin turned purple as though his entire body was bruising and I couldn't believe it. Alice chased him into a diner, the burgers and more. It was full of rotting food, milk shakes and hamburgers, covered in mold and maggots. Only the glasses of soda, watery with melted