In the silence of the night, they watched as a man stumbled through the darkness. They intervened, celebrating his return from the dead and promising protection from lurking dangers. As they whispered about his demise, figures emerged from the shadows, warned him of looming threats, beckoning him back to the tomb. Impervious to the eerie effects of the night, they promised he would never escape their grasp. He lay motionless as the flowers stood still, a haunting arrangement watching his every move. They whispered and cackled, foretelling his capture and descent into the depths of the vault, never to return.
19/5/2023 08:45:12 pm
Creepy atmosphere and action, but a little opaque. I wasn't sure whether this was a religious story or a zombie story.
J. Iner Souster
19/5/2023 09:22:06 pm
Thank you.
Sue Clayton
20/5/2023 06:17:15 am
A ghostly game of cat and mouse.
J. Iner Souster
21/5/2023 08:37:15 pm
I'm starting to think most of my stories take that angle.
David Milner
20/5/2023 10:04:50 am
Welcome home, Mister Kurtz.
J. Iner Souster
21/5/2023 08:36:20 pm
I just went down the heart of darkness rabbit hole after reading your comment. It just made it onto my reading list. Comments are closed.
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