Grave Asylum

Chapter One.

Megan and i were walking down a dark street and came upon a densely-fogged old cemetery with broken tombstones and a rusted fence surrounnding the entire cemetery. We looked at each other for a second and decided to go inside, although we were unsure of our decision.

Looking around the cemetery we heard loud screams and what seemed like bones breaking and metal hitting concrete. We immediately turned to go back but the fog grew so dense, making it impossible to see anything around us.

"Ellie, i dont think we should have done this." Megan said with fear trembling in her voice.

"Yeah." I looked around at the fog, as if looking for an escape. Neither of us knew what was going on, or where this fog was coming from. All we knew was there was something up the hill. A murderer? A maniac? I dont know, but I did know, he had an ax and wasnt using it to chop wood. More like human bones.

Megan looked at me, pale white, "Did you hear that?" She whispered.

"No?" I shook my head and looked at her as if she was almost crazy. Megan turned back as if someone was directly behind her.

"There's something or someone near us.." She looked around her. I already knew that, but the only thing that was with us, was at the top of the hill.. Wasnt it? I also looked around myself. Then suddenly, Megan grabbed my wrist, and yanked me to the side, leaving us running through the graveyard.

"Where are we going?!" I shouted to her. This girl has gone crazy! Sure, I was scared too, but what was bothering her so much?

"Keep your voice down!" She whispered to me, and just kept pulling me along, "There was something back there, someone was behind us. I heard him." She pulled me behind a tall tombstone and made me crouch down beside her. I jerked my arm away," whats got into you?"  Megan then looked around the tombstone again and saw no one there anymore. We stood up and started to walk around cautiously, not sure what was around every tombstone. 

Somewhere behind us, from a distance, a chainsaw started. We jumped behind the nearest tombstone, and we waited for minutes, until it started getting closer. Megan again, yanked my arm and we started running uphill, unaware of what we were about to see.