cemetary
As we go to the basement door, we hear rattling
of chains and moans of pain. We open the door only to see a ghost of
a small child floats towards us. We duck out of her way and precede
downstairs. Mist rolls up onto the stairs.
We step down. Our feet sink into the marsh like floor. ITS a
CEMETARY...Voices tell us if you come down, you won't
leave!!!!!!!!
