As I approached the old graveyard gates, a sense of unease washed over me. The iron bars creaked in the wind, creating an eerie soundtrack to my footsteps on the gravel path. The moon cast a pale light over the moss-covered headstones, illuminating the names of those long gone.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched, as if the spirits of the deceased were monitoring my every move. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, a stark reminder of the inevitable fate that awaited us all.
As I walked deeper into the graveyard, the shadows seemed to grow darker and more menacing. Strange noises echoed through the night, sending shivers down my spine. I quickened my pace, desperate to reach the safety of the outside world.
Finally, I reached the other side of the cemetery gates, and as I looked back, I swore I saw a figure standing amongst the tombstones, their eyes gleaming in the darkness. With a pounding heart, I turned and ran, leaving the haunted graveyard behind me.
Image by Ai Junkie
