Stood all alone, the old, ancient redbrick chapel stood
almost demolished as it echoed a wounded sound. The ominous clouds gathered, planning to devour the land. Suddenly, a razor flash of lightning zoomed
across the corner of his eye. Slowly, the door creaked, as the bell tower
mournfully stood as it looked at the land. The thick black smokey clouds were thick, menacing and portentous. The
almost broken grave stones was there, while blood dripped from the
corner of it. As an evil sound was in the distance, the clouds started to
appear gathering together as it started
to rain.
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