In my mind I was just…I can’t decribe any of it.”He who?” I thought to myself. 

The days didn’t go as slow as I expected, Saturday fled to us it seems. We were on our way to the graveyard. The air was cold and it blew like a gigantic fan. I looked at him, he looked very determined to go there. I on the other hand was creating illusions about this situation. 

It was absurd but let me tell you, i really think that Gyen didn’t know what he was doing, well just in case you think I’m crazy. We arrived near the gate, we climbed it to the inside and once we reached there, we took out our phones for torches. It was around 3 a.m at that time.

We walked through the dark, quiet and unpleasant graveyard. There were crickets chirping and the further we went through the eerie graveyard the more we saw a light. The source of the light was from a group of 15 people, standing there with their flambeaus up. As soon as they saw us, we switched off our phone torches as we could now see. They all looked to be teenage Goths.

Their manner of dressing looked flamboyant and they looked and smelled dead. Suddenly, they formed into a circle and opened a gap for us to join them. We approached and joined in and all held hands. After we hand made a huge circle in the middle of that graveyard, one of the Cultmen through his flambeau in the middle of the circle. 

What the hell was going on!!?

I thought it was going to cause a big fire since the ground was covered in grass but the fire remained still. I thought I was hallucinating this whole thing, I whispered to Gyen that we really needed to go. He didn’t look like he understood me, it was as if he was ONE with those men. Everyone including Gyen started reciting a very diabolical , creepy prayer. I couldn’t understand anything they were saying. 

I was shocked to hear Gyen saying it as well then at that very moment when I really started panicking, I heard an inhumane screech out of nowhere. My heart beat like crazy.