The stale dust and cold air floats off as he opens his eyes, He felt as he been here for as long as he could remember. The room he layed in was dark and seem to haunt him. What happened? Why was he here? Thoughts flew through his mind like crazy; just that questioning himself wouldn't help solve anything. "Hello," his voice so raspy that he barely wanted to talk.
No one answered, of course he thought but he tried again anyway. "Hey! My name is Thomas!" But it only seem to echo back at him. Thomas only could feel what was infront or behind him. M
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Death strikes back.
Pertualanganwho would think that the dead ones you loved would attack? Well, how about when someone raises the dead and you and your friends are stuck to do the job.
