The night air settled onto the old tombstones. The fog in the air surfaced among them and the ones who were once living, now dead. The week before was a funeral. It was for Jal Sugri, a 21 year old man who had been killed by a few men that were out one day looking for someone to shoot. so he was unlucky that night. Through the fog and darkness, except for the stars shimmering and the light misting of building lights and street lights here and there, came some figures. Three men walked up to the graveyard or cemetary and passed by each tombstone. And as they passed each, the bodies below moved and struggled. Some moaned in horror and others felt like they would desintegrate once more. The men's names are Tom Wesser, Ryan Khelz, and Robb Khelz. They were secretive and quiet. They walked into the most quietest section of the cemetary and they found Jal's grave.
Down in the coffin laid Jal. Once when he could feel the presence of the men, he opened his eyes and began to struggle, pannick and began to hit the top of the coffin; trying to scream and yell.
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