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Shaking,
my petrified body was tortured with tormenting fear. As I heroically attempted
to turn the corroded, ice-cold handle, a bead of damp sweat slowly trickled
down my red hot neck. It was here. It was coming for ME!
As
frightened as a coward, I entered the deserted corps infected crypt. Gradually,
my shadow became more and more and more diminiture against the hidden light,
which flickered eerily from my wax candle. Suddenly, a shadowy figure towered
over my fragile body.
Goose
bumps invaded my body. Would I be this blood firsty Ville, viscous beast’s next
helpless victim? As the beast came closer and closer and closer there was a
slight breeze coming from the window.
Suddenly,
as the beast approached me more and the breeze got heavier causing the wax
candle to blow out……..
THE END!
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