Dreary Lane
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100masks
100masksI write Horror with the occasional Fic
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We all have heard of the Muffin man song. It has been sung for years as a nursery song. Yes, the infamous muffin man that lives on Drury Lane. Except for one small detail. Drury lane, pronounced Drewery, was actually DREARY lane. Changed to forever erase the horrifying events that occured there.

Dreary Lane

We all have heard of the Muffin man song. It has been sung for years as a nursery song. Yes, the infamous muffin man that lives on Drury Lane.

Except for one small detail. Drury lane, pronounced Drewery, was actually DREARY lane. Changed to forever erase the horrifying events that occured there.

The horrors that no one in london will speak of.

Dreary lane was a street just like any other. Plenty of businesses lined the street, from lawyers to tailors and, of course, a bakery. The locals knew the owner as "The Muffin Man".

He was a gentle giant, with one of the largest bakeries you have ever seen.

In the mornings, all the neighborhood kids knew that at exactly 8 am, the muffin man would give away treats for free.

In exchange for his kindness the tailor would make custom clothes for the baker, aware of his unusual measurements.

The only thing the muffin man asked was that the children show up no earlier than 8. It was his mothers secret recipe and he wanted to keep it that way.

The children promised, and things continued as normal. Businesses moved in and out, with the exception of the tailor and baker.

Then one day, the tailors wife came home with wonderful news. The adoption had been approved. Charles, their new son, walked in to meet his new father. And everyone was happy....

That is, until Charles heard strange noises while passing an alley. It sounded like arguing at first, then resounded in a large THUD. Curious, he saw the baker walking away with a wagon.

Realizing he must be getting his goodies ready, he raced to the shop to get there before the other children.

When he arrived however there appeared to be two people inside. One of them seemed to be lying down on a table. Charles felt uneasy, and rushed to tell his father.

Assuring him it was fine, the mother agreed to go with Charles to show him its just the baker preparing bread.

After two hours they had not returned. The tailor was worried and asked the other children if they had seen Charles.

They replied they had not, but they were still waiting for the bakery to open. It was 10 am.

The tailor decided to take matters into his own hands. He knocked on the door, only to find it ajar. As he walked around he heard grinding in the basement.

Halfway down the steps he slipped on something. Opening his eyes, he realized what the object was.

It was an arm bearing his wife's wedding ring.

Without a doubt he knew his familys fate. Fleeing, he informed authorities and they raided the bakery. Over 14 bodies were found including previous business owners and the wife and child.

On the table was a recipe for muffins, calling for Moms Special Ingredient.... Human bone, ground into a powder.

The muffin man was never found. Some say he never existed. Some say he became Jack The Ripper. All we know for sure is that those muffins tasted REALLY GOOD.

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