• as she gazed into the bleakness, the tall dark figure emerged out of the shadows ready to stike him down.
    His eyes gazed upon mine, I could almost feel his fear just by that 1 stare. he pleaded helplessly help me help me .
    I could not do any thing but cry. the tall dark figure stood patiently behind him, the sharp blood stained blade hung carefully in his hand.
    aahhrrrggg the blood of the poor soul splattered all over my little face, torturing me with his fear.
    he starts walking closer and closer to me my tear finally reaches the ground
    I shut my eyes ready to take it like a man ....