Dark shadows loomed over her face, hands trembling, feet stiff, a wave of nausea ran through her body. She was standing in the middle of a graveyard...

"Merry Christmas!" She heard a faint voice of jingling bells. She looked around, just to see the pale fog in the light. The lights flickered in the house nearby, it was the only way she coukd see in the dark. She walked forward, without knowing why she was doing so. It was 12:00 am. It was christmas eve. She heard the bells again. This time she was determined. She moved forward. She found a sudden tug on her skirt. She looked back with terror in her eyes. She saw her foot was stuck in something. She removed her skirt from the bush and moved forward. Suddenly, she heard a voice. "Your friends are here.....


" No one knows where she is right now, neither does she. But one thing is certain. She had gone to search for her missing friends...
© Jessica Kiite