[h2]Chapter Three: The Revengeance[/h2]

Abdul politely neglected to mention that the Boogieman was [i]not[/i] included in the Necronomicon Ex Mortis, a book listing all the [i]major[/i] creatures one could summon and gain knowledge from. Rather, the Bogeyman was detailed in a small explanatory book for merchants Abdul wrote around the 1700s, describing minor spooks and demons one could find along the roads of Great Britain, and how best to deal with them. 

Abdul rubbed his crooked chin thoughtfully, poring over his brain for what he remembered of the Boogieman.

"'S been [i]ages[/i] since I last met you, Spooky! Are you still hiding under children's beds? Ooh, are you still terrified of salty spring water? I've been looking to write a book about yer, an' I wanna get me facts right!"

Abdul's eyes briefly glazed over as he attempted to deliver a plot synopsis of his next door-stopper.

"Lessee, t'main guy's an amateur writer from New York, e's an Arab-American immigrant, lookin' to make his mark on the world--[sub]Bit of a legacy character, that[/sub]-- an' he goes round huntin' down folk monsters an' other gribbly things. Last book I 'ad him goin' on a Skunk Ape hunt, but this time I thought I'd let the boy have a breather and go after ye, Spooky! I ain't to spoil ya, but the climax involves creative usage of a bedsheet and a hollowed-out onion! 'S jus' like old times, y'see, ol' Spooky-boy! T'fans [b]love[/b] acc'rate ref'rences t' folklore!"