Chapter 16The leering grin of the skull seemed to penetrate deep into the soul of young Sally Corbett as she tried with all her will to steer her gaze away from what was now all too apparently a grave. She'd never been close to the aftermath of death before, despite losing her twin sister she had certainly never come into the close proximity of a real skeleton before. The fixed stare of the sightless sockets unnerved Sally, as though even lacking the presence of the eyes that once sat within them, they were still capable of projecting a death-stare in her direction, a stare that came close to causing her to run and flee from the graveside.
Worse still, and she later realised that it was probably her imagination that caused the feeling, she felt as though a cloud rose from within the grave
