"Lovely night for a stroll, isn't it?" he hissed and then shoved me away.
Like a horrible song, the static noise began and swelled, crushing out everything until there was nothing left. The cemetery melted. Gravestones folded in half much like Tim, and angel and cherub statues leaned forward off their perches, their heads tilted unnaturally. Their features sagged off their faces into a nightmare. They wept blood, and somewhere...somewhere far away, I sensed someone else crying too.
My thoughts circled, trapped in a thick fog inside my mind. I stumbled up the path, deeper into the cemetery, away. Away. My vision tunneled to the stake in my hand, and without my consent, I stabbed myself with it, straight through the heart. Only there was something blocking it, and it bounced off harmless
