I shouted at her. I called her name. She didn’t turn around. It came.
You probably don’t understand the first part but you’ll get it later on. So one morning, my friend Ally and I waked through the graveyard, holding our breath. Yeah. We do believe the superstition. Anyways…. Ally couldn’t take it. She took a breath and let in the misty air. This had never happened before. Her eyes turned a deep crimson and she turned wildly. I looked frantically for help but nobody was here. I knew we were in grave danger. But then, it came. It surrounded us from every side. There was nothing I could do.