Battling creatures great and small  Gather 'round, children, and
huddle close together. Hold tightly to each other or clutch your
lucky talismen, for it's a tale of terror I intend to weave.
This story is not for the faint of heart. It's likely to take
you places you don't want to go where you'll see things you
don't want to see. But it's an exciting tale, and I'm obliged to
tell it.  Now that you've been fairly warned, let's begin.
Tales of the macabre bring visions of the dark and stormy, the
damp, dank and musty, of places in the shadows where you can't
always be sure of what you're seeing.  But our tale is made all
the more scary because it happened in bright daylight, on a
sunny day, a time when you might think that the evil and the
dastardly are in hiding.  It was a Monday afternoon, a beautiful
fall day with a crispness in the air outside.  The air in the
newsroom, where I was, was sort of funky because the air
conditioning was off.  I was hard at work when the call of
distress came.  At the other en