Ponderously the engine coughed out a bucket of fear; Joana unrolled her blue violet eyes. A rush of white mist surrounded her as, she stepped on the grave yard ground. Before she lay the tulips on the grave her fear took over her body; she ran as quick as a cheetah. The car rumbled and then stopped, it rumbled again and it stopped then she thought something was going to happen.Hours went by and the graves started to crack, mud ripped, blessings destroyed. All of a sudden creatures popped out of their graves as it shivered they disappeared somewhere.

The Dead!

The Dead!