The grotesque figure dwindled into darkness as night had fallen heavily,but Mary was still searching her brother. She toddled through the wood,following mark’s marks in the star light.
A piercing sound trembled her feet,on turning back she saw a corpse hanging. She tripped down, started running…….
A hollow canvas was still hiding her brother from cold, but she collapsed of terrific fear… The stars vanished behind the clouds..
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