The Three Stones in Ever Park

Chapter 4

I have to do it. I have to force myself to look at my dead body. I'm sitting here in front of myself in the corner, but facing all of the others. I'd say that there are approximately sixty girls in here, ranging from 18-40 years old. They have all began to rot, and it smells like rotten eggs and dead people in here. How ironic. I turn around with my eyes closed, waiting to open them. I do, and I realize that my legs are tied in a slightly different place than they were before, and they are higher knots. "TOBY!" I shriek. My old husband, lover, walks in and asks what's wrong. He attempts to comfort me in a side-hug, but, well, let's just say I'm staring at my own body and it's slightly impossible for him to caress my body right now. It's technically not my body, but more of a cloud of what once was.

"Toby, why are my legs tied so high? Last time I cam to myself, I was comforted, and now I'm immensely frightened! You haven't let anyone see the bodies have you?"

"No," he hesitates, and then barks out.

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If she knew that I had entered into her dead body, she probably would've buried herself! We did it a lot before she died, and I simply miss her. She is one of the only bodies who were hung upside down in the nude, and you can't blame me. She truly was the love of my life, and her death has caused the worst part of mine. Sure before I am forced to murder them, I do them, sometimes multiple times. Madison can't stand it. I wish I could stroke her long, blonde hair. I honestly wish it wouldn't have happened that way. Now, I am forced to ruin all of these poor girls lives.