Little Rabbit

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I was fearful but I knew it was merely my mind playing tricks on me in the dark fog, I was more than certain the boys were just playing a trick on me.

Even if I couldn't help my mind running on a night like this.

A right of passage they said, everyone had to do it. To talk about abandoned gardens on a foggy night, I prayed it was a wind-up but I held my knife's blade in my pocket just in case.

I'm sure once this place was beautiful with stone bridges, flower trellis, stone statues, and benches, I'm sure once it would have been a relaxing peaceful place but now the river dry and the flowers dead it merely made the hair on my neck stand on end. Spooked to my very soul with every owl hoot or twig snap. I tried just to be brave as I didn't want to seem like a wimp to everyone else I'd never hear the end of it if I did,

I stopped short as I heard a sound enough to make the strongest gym bro wet himself, a soft gentle singing.

You'd think such a song with such a sweet voice would be comforting, but here it echoed in the empty garden with a strange unearthly sound.

I got faster trying to just get out of here before I lost it, but I saw across the way a figure in white moving between the long dead trees and overgrown ivy.

"Hell no" I gulped trying to bolt back the way I came back over the stone bridge but as I reached the apex of the bridge - there stood a woman.

In a long white dress dragging on the floor with ivy, thorns and moss stuck in the dress train, the white dress seemed almost to glow her hair long with dead withered flowers woven in, a bouquet of long dead and dry flowers in her lace gloved hands. "Fuck" I gasped I rubbed my eyes trying to clear them and my stupid head but she only slowly turned to me strangely her face was beautiful like a perfect bride to be strange given how old everything on her seemed to be

"Hummm... Hello little rabbit" she chuckled

"uhhh hello" I nodded trying to remain composed

"What's a pretty thing like you doing here?"

"Ohhh uhh just uhhhh for a walk" I lied, not sure why that came out my mouth but my brain and mouth don't have a lot of communication right now

"I see, don't you know that it's very dangerous to be out this late at night" she says

"Yeah... uhhh what are you doing here?"

"I'm waiting,"

"Waiting, for what?"

"My wedding" she says turning her attention off the bridge again

"Your, your wedding?" I asked Okay either I'm losing it or she's crazy "This garden hasn't been used in years. the house attached was demolished years ago, before even my nan was born. This hasn't been open for years"

"I know"

"Then why are you still waiting?"

"he promised he'd be only a moment"

"You've waited here all this time?"

"Of course," she says turning her face back to me but this time

Her face was deathly pale, her skin rotting off her bones, and her eyes disappeared completely.

"Aaahhhhh!" I screamed falling backwards onto the stone of the bridge

"You should be careful, before this night is done you could end up in trouble unholy things walk these paths this late at night" She smirked

"Unholy things like you?"

"I'd hardly call me unholy, I am the least of your concerns here little rabbit." she says turning away her face returning to the same beautiful and normal way it was when I first saw her

"What are you?"

"The remanence of a promise forgotten. Left to rot and die like this very garden" she explained "Now you best be getting home little rabbit" she chuckled "That is your Que. to run" she giggled

I didn't wait to hear more I got up and bolted as fast as I could trying to get the hell out of there when I spotted the gate I felt a weight lift but before I could reach it I tripped and saw a steam of thorns had wrapped themselves around my leg "ahhhhhh!" I screamed as they tightened and tugged me away from the gate I dug my nails into the dirt but still, that did nothing as it slowly dragged me further away from the gates.

"I love a good chase" Her voice smirked I looked up and saw her on the bridge above me rotten and broken as the veins pulled me down into what once held the water for the garden down deep into the dark muddy hole, I screamed and cried begging anyone who could hear me for help but none came as they dragged me down further and further until the last sight I saw was her stood over me with a wicked smile before darkness as the dirt and mud rushed over my face "Nighty night little rabbit, you'll join us soon enough" 

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