The deafening silence that surrounded was broken occasionally by the rustling of dry leaves on trees when the sinister winds blew. A crescent moon hung in the sky behind ghostly glowing clouds. Pale moonlight faintly illuminated the gloomy territory marked here and there with broken and moss-covered tombstones, causing them to cast long, distorted shadows on the ground. A shrill cry of a black crow pierced the ominous dense fog that hung like a suffocating veil over the graves.
A forgotten narrow path seemed to beckon the weary traveller to trudge along on it, leading to a destination unknown. The eerie pathway enshrouded with overgrown ivy and wild creepers seemed to lure him like the stench of death allures the wild vultures to the carcass. An owl hooted from somewhere in the distance but was disregarded as the traveller, bewitched by the beauty of the night, entered the dark deep abyss.
The path lay...