It was a dark and stormy and windy night at sutton cold field graveyard. A sudden dark shadow swept across the bright moon, momentarily blocking out its light. I stumbled against a gravestone that was leaning towards the path like a cracked and crooked tooth. An owl gave a ghostly hoot. the birds gave a zombie groan and the humans moaned like anything possible. the graveyard floor suddenly started to rise and out of nowhere. The graves went in the ground, Trees started swaying and rotting in the ground. while the sky was getting darker and darker by the minute. started looking round nervously to see what was happening here but, I couldn't find anything, all I could find was this blue scarf which looked like it had blood all over it apart from the ends. I was starting to cry and started to feel like I was never going to get out of this terrible place. All of a sudden a zombie jumped onto a tree and started to groan. There was a load bang which sounded like a bomb. I went to investigate and found out that there was only a shadow left and what or it was on the move again. The shadow seemed to be the only thing that the things there would listen to. They would't listen to anyone else apart from the ones who won battles or unless anything had a plan on who or what they were going to get next and why.All Rights Reserved
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