The Underworld

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Grayson's POV

I lied on the dry grass of the underworld staring at the only thing I had brought down to the underworld wirh me, a painting of Scarlett. I had absolutely nothing to do. It was two more days until my 400th death day when i can finally go visit the mortal world. The world had changed so much since I was alive. It was amazing, really.

"Hey Gray."

I turned around to see Ella. Ella had been a worker in a breadshop in the early 1800's before a fire killed her. She was one of the ghosts that I had befriended.

Right behind her was Kyle. Kyle was a son of a cobbler back in the 1700's when he was murdered in a dark alley while he was going home after helping out at his dads shop.

"Sup guys." I replied waving a hand.

"Soooo its two days till your deathday and we bought you a present early!" Ella said handing a picture album to me. I opened it inside were memories of us throghout the years. We havent aged at all though. Suddenly, a rumble shook the underworld.




















Sorry for the short chapter I only had 12 minutes to do this. More updates coming soon.😊

-mshelhound

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