The sky was eerily dark, the surrounding completely silent even though it was the time of the day.
Hundreds of graves could be seen present in a graveyard that spread over a couple of kilometres.
There was a guard sitting near the door, sleeping peacefully over his chair, with a cap covering his face.
The sound of wind echoed like ghostly wails, it truly felt like a setup of a horror movie.
CHIK CHIK
The sound of footsteps broke the silence, moving over wet soil.
Then two figures, wearing red robes with hoods, walked towards the guard.
Their faces were covered in shadows, giving the two ladies a mysterious and dangerous look.
Stopping in front of the slumbering man, one of them called out: "Is he here?"
"H- Huh?"
BAM!
Startled, the man fell off his chair, falling into the dirt.
Then with a grimace, he got up and began wiping away the mud, finally his face was visible.
There were long and deep scratches over his face, the scars looked terrifying enough to scare most.
