The Cemetery; The Caretaker |
The introduction: I'm Looking to self publish this via Amazon, it's being edited at present.
Awakening: Where
am I? What’s
happening? WHY AM I LYING IN THE MUD? WHY AM I NAKED? These
question pounded round and round in my head as the painic and fear in mymind grew. I
was too close to the ground to be able to see anything, plus it was
dark, so,
so dark. “Well,
where is she,” Someone shouted!
(My panic rose, I knew that voice and it filled me
with fear. But who is
it and why do I know him?) Someone
mumbled a response. “Well
find her. She has broken feet, how can she have
run away?" More
mumbles and then the voices began to move
closers. It
was odd was strange, but somehow I knew I could
trust him, but why? Who was he? |