Unfinished

The Hanged Man

Hanging from a tree, swinging about, Mitchell. Mitchell, who thought the love of his life, Eric, had been killed by the ghost. Mitchell, who had hung himself on a tree with Eric's black and blue striped scarf. He was swinging, the branch creaking with the shifting of weight.

Eric collapsed on his knees. He then screamed. A spinechilling scream, it was. He couldn't hold back the flow of tears. It was horrible. Tears splashed down and soaked the collar of his shirt. His eyes were so full of tears that he could barely see the vivid turquoise blue of Mitchell's hair anymore. His face was red and his heart was blue. His entire life became miserable.

"No, no, no.. No! Why?!" Eric screamed. Sorrow and anger filled him all at once. All he wanted was some sort of revenge. He felt dizzy, and he started hearing voices.

"Do it, Eric. Do it for him! Kill! Murder! Revenge! For Mitchell! Avenge his death!"

"Eric, do it for me. Please. Avenge me!" Mitchell's voice told him.

Eric's body was possessed. He could no longer control it. He found a knife stabbed into a tree. He grabbed it, and started looking for Cat. He was then cackling.

He found Cat sobbing by the cabin. She turned around, and saw Eric, smiling for some reason. 'His boyfriend just commit suicide. Why is he laughing?' she thought. Eric's eyes looked different. They were shiny black orbs, no longer their usual beautiful hazel.

"Come here, Cat! Let's play! Heheheh.." Eric whimsically and creepily stated.

She saw the knife he brandished. She was horrified. She stood up, stepped back, and sprint towards where the gates were located, a small glint of hope that they were open.

"Hehehe! Not so fast kitty Cat!" Eric chuckled. He started running at an extraordinarily fast speed.

Cat was doomed. Eric's speed was too much for her. He had been merely inches behind her when she eventually reached the gates.