 The rusted cemetery gates make a horrible sound as you push them open. No wonder no one comes here any longer to visit or place fresh flowers on the graves. This is a forlorn place. The gravesites are a mess of weeds and tumbled headstones. The recent storm has left this sad place almost a swamp.
The creature from the woods is not far behind you, you can hear his slow heavy footsteps in the wet earth behind you. Ahead of you are three distinct paths leading deeper into the cemetery. Make a choice! † I'll take the path on the right! † I'll follow the path on the left! † I'll go down the center! Copyright © 1998-2013 M. Buck All Rights Reserved FRIGHTBYTES.COM - Home |