Gloomy. Scary, whispers. That is what he was surrounded by. Him, the man. Hearing gallops. Clatters of a pony’s trap and laughs getting further away. Laughs into screams, shouting for help. Higher and higher. Louder and louder the words quick sands were screamed. The man did not know what to do. Piercing his ears and still gat ing louder.
The woman in black.