They stopped at a tombstone that read: “Jenna Ry, 1982-2012. Her death will not be forgotten".
She started to cry and scream at the man “Who are you?! Tell me!” The man looked at her and recited the following poem
“Remember, remember
The bloody December
The ashes in ember
From your body dismember!
The bloodlust eyes
Watching you from behind
As he stabbed your thighs
And left you to your demise!
Remember, remember
The feelings of tender
As he flared his temper
And your spirit’s dismember!
Remember, remember
The tears you have wept
The secrets you have kept
And never forget!
Remember, remember
The fifteenth December
The ashes in ember
Which from your body dismember”
With every word and every verse that the shady man recited memories started to flow like a river back to her. She started to remember the last day of her life as she came to terms with the fact that she is not among the living anymore.
Jenna Ry was a murder victim. She was killed on fifteenth December 2012. by her husband, better known to the general public as “Praying mantis”. He was an insane serial killer who was sentenced to death by electric chair, shortly after he killed his last victim.
Jenna cried over the realization that the last year of her life never existed.
“Who are you?” she asked the shady man.
He simply replied “I am Death himself, and I have come to take you away”.
As he finished a golden stairway descended from the sky onto the graveyard.
“They are waiting for you” Death whispered into Jenna’s ear.
As she was climbing on the stairs her husband appeared on the graveyard.
He was holding a knife in his hands and said “I remember”.
Death just snapped his fingers and the ground started to quake.
Death asked Gerald one final question “Do you feel any remorse over any of the crimes you have committed?” to which Gerald replied with a smirk
“I would have done it all over again”.
With these words he sealed his fate. Hell itself opened up and tortured souls, accompanied by demons, dragged Gerald to Hell. He begged and pleaded, but Death replied “You had a chance of redemption and you wasted it”.
He screamed in agony as he fell deeper and deeper into the abyss. Once he was deep enough the crack in the ground sealed up.
Death noticed Jane watching and gave her a sign to go on. As she got to the end of it, the staircase retreated. Death just looked around the graveyard before exiting. He walked back on the street, waiting for a new car to come.
It could be days, months or years. But he didn’t mind. After all it was his job and he enjoyed every second of it.
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A walk down memory lane
ParanormalDeath and life go hand in hand.One cannot be without the other. Everything that is born is predesignate to die.But do we ever think what happens after we die? This next eerie tale will try to shed some light on this phenomena. Today we unveil the se...
