Ebony tiptoed through the graveyard, every step was a step closer to her freedom (and probably her doom). The bright yellow moon was the only light she had, but the fog was so thick that it looked like just a small ball above her. The twisty trees here and there were barren, charred and leafless, and even if there were leaves, they would be dead and autumn-colored. She thought about her sister, her house and her parents. Everyone hated her. She had to leave Khor Village behind. A large raven sat on a branch above her, and stared at her with its beady red eyes. It looked like it had been a more beautiful bird once, but had been scorched, leaving it black and smooth. Just like me...a fallen angel. She thought. The raven cawed, and soared down to land atop a small tombstone not far away. She ran over. The tombstone was shaped like a crucifix and about as big as the raven itself. The name on the tombstone was carved in dark, rusty letters that said Merigold Erryn. Ebony shivered. She had definitely heard that name before. That was the girl that had cursed the huge mansion. She suddenly had an urge. An urge to dig straight down and find her coffin. Except it wasn't an urge. She didn't want to. Except she did. She was. She was digging already, clawing away at the grimy, moldy dirt underneath her fingernails. Suddenly, she hit something. A coffin. It was painted a dark navy blue, with a golden rim and crucifix symbol on the lid. She didn't want to open it. Suddenly, a shrill cry echoed through the dark graveyard. It was a horrible, piercing shriek that made her blood run cold and her spine shudder. Even the raven looked almost hypnotized by the sound, and cawed out mournfully. It then let out a startled cry, and flew off into the darkness. Ebony tried to run, but it was already getting darker and darker, and she was too late.
