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“D-E-A-T-H”
Lizz felt her fingers glide over the board, the glass indicator reaching for the letters.
“..Death?” she mumbled, to herself, her voice slipping into the night, blending with stars above.
The wind blew past her, carrying faint sounds of a highway nearby. She could hear the cars’ moans in the distance.
“I guess that’s an obvious response.. I am in a cemetery..”
She glanced over at the tombstones. They rested beside each other, whispering the past amongst them. Lizz was surprised she was alone here tonight. It was Halloween, and a cemetery like this is usually occupied with teenagers looking for some fun.
“Let’s try this again.. What do you see in my near future?” she asked. Another gust of wind pasted, carry her words. The indicator didn’t move. She began to wonder if the spirit had left her for something more amusing until it finally began to slowly spell out “U-N-D-E-R-N-E-A-T-H.” Obviously, the spirit was deranged. What does “Underneath” have to do with anything? But before she could ask again the ground began to shake. Immediately, Lizz shoved the indicator to “Goodbye.” The tombstones rattled, as if laughing at her. She rose to her feet.
Something was moving under the ground, she could feel it. Dropping the Oujia board behind, she ran. But she didn’t get far enough. A being burst out from the ground beneath her. It latched on to her leg, and began to drag her down into the hole that it came from.
Screaming she fought against the force. She shook and pulled; anything to release her leg from it’s scolding grip. She clawed at the ground, scraping at it until she finally broke free. Not even glancing back, she pulled herself to her feet and ran.
The trees blurred past her, reaching out at her face. Where was she going? She couldn’t see, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. All she knew was that she had to get herself away as fast as possible. A glimpse of light flickered ahead. She didn’t care what it was, only that it was something to run to. The ground suddenly sloped downward underneath her and she felt herself tumbling down a hill. With a loud thud she landed.
She couldn’t bear to open her eyes. Where was she? Had she died? It felt like hours before she allowed her eyes to flutter open. The light she had followed was still off in the distance. However, she had landed in a rocky clearing. Stones were scattered across the field, as if dropped by God himself.
Pulling herself to her feet, she felt the impact of the run and fall all at once. Every muscle in her body ached and whined, especially her legs. The walk home was going to be a slow one.
It was then she heard a faint breathing. Her body tensed at once. It took every ounce of herself to not run. However, her curiosity got the better of her.
Treading lightly, she investigated the clearing, searching for the source. But she found nothing. She was about to give up when a glimpse of movement caught her eye. Ahah! She walked toward the moving shadow only to discover a fallen angel. Her eyes glimpsed at the mess of feathers surrounding it.
The angel noticed Lizz at once, and looked up at her with its worn eyes. Drawing closer, Lizz bent down next to the angel. It flinched, unsure of Lizz’s motives. But in it’s condition, it changed its mind. It raised its hand slowly and pointed to a stone not too far off.
“There?” Lizz asked. She picked the angel up at once, and walked her over to the rock. She could feel the shallow breaths of the fallen angel. It was dying.
She placed the angel down gently, hoping it wouldn’t collapse into itself.
Suddenly a sharp pain seized her leg. She shrieked in terror, stepping back from the stone. Glancing down at her leg, she noticed that she had managed to bring a souvenir from earlier that night. An arm held her leg in its grasp. Blood oozed from the wound. She screamed, falling back in surprise. But the arm wasn’t interested in Lizz anymore. With a last final squeeze it released her leg and jumped down. Scurrying across the grass, it made it’s way to the herald.
“Oh No you don’t! One zombie is enough, I don’t need two on my hands.” Lizz yelled at it, lunging forward to stop it from injuring the already weak angel. But her lunge fell short a few feet, and the arm climbed up the rock unharmed. It latched onto the angel.
A flash of a blinding white light was the last thing she could remember.