THE MADNESS

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Mrs Lemule woke up on a couch. She was very weak and couldn't stand up straight. She looked over to where the writings were and couldn't see a scent of it. It was gone. And the wall was spotless. The whole room was dark. Very dark. It instantly became dark as Night. The following day was the waykeep ceremony of Mrs Lemuel's husband. Mrs Lemuel woke up as usual drenched in sweat, she was chased in her dreams. It was her husband's day. Till now her whole apartment was very dark. Her torchlight was as dark as a charcoal. She hit the shower and off she drove to the waykeep centre. On arriving at the venue, many reporters, politician's and high ranking were soldiers were already there. Mr Lemuel was an influential man in his life time, and death was no match for his wings. Mrs Lemuel showed her appreciation to all those present, but her approach to this particular politician was subtle. This politician's name was Leonardo. The Priest came in and began the Mass for the departed Mr Lemuel. The Mass dismissed and all were leaving the Church and the tomb brought out for the public eye to see. All sat on their seats weeping, while some wailed. This continued for a couple of hours, until the Unseen happened. The Coffin opened. "What the f**k!", exclaimed one of the men. Mr Lemuel's body rose up slowly in a dark mist. It was as if his body was possessed by a Demon from Hades. His eyes were as dark as the shadows of night. His fingers of wolf. His teeth sharp as that of a hyena. He jumped out from his coffin and grabbed the neck of a middle aged man standing nearby and bore his teeth into his fragile flesh. And Mrs Lemuel watched as life sipped out of this man. And the Chase began. Mrs Lemuel was being chased by Her Demonic husband. The fire burning in Love consumed in hatred of Death. Will Mrs Lemuel live to see the light of day?
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