The Woman In Black
A scream. My scream. A sickening noise, of bones grinded into dust. My bones. A deathly silence, filling the dull, grey room with pure terror. My terror. She's here. And there's no way to escape her.
A scream. My scream. A sickening noise, of bones grinded into dust. My bones. A deathly silence, filling the dull, grey room with pure terror. My terror. She's here. And there's no way to escape her.