Hidden Truth

*EDITING*

The wind blew back the tide as it swept across the horizon,the night stood still as the undead venture threw the night silently without a trace. Zachary was afraid of the stories that was told to him by the nannies at the orphanage,he rushed to lay under his bedspread shaking profoundly. He heard growl and grunts outside and he knew deep down that he wouldn't be able to sleep that night. Two hours passed and Zachary poked his head from under the bedspread thinking that he might see the sun shining however it was still dark outside. Feeling disappointed he angrily unwrapped himself from the tangled bedspreads he slowly built up the confidence to venture into the hallway leading to the kitchen to get some water and hopefully grab a light snack. Trying not to wake up the others residing in the orphanage he walked slowly down the stairs and into the kitchen where he moved briskly to grab what he needed and head back to his room. As Zachary turned to head back upstairs he saw from is peripheral vision eyes in the dark watching his every move. Blowing it off as an hallucinations or whatever he continued up the stairs, switched off the hallway lights and rushed to his room. Hoping he would be able to sleep..but that wasn't gonna happen because fate was be dealing him a different set if cards on this night.