A/N: 11th installment. Thanks again for the ideas, Aquarian Wolf! I appreciate it all! (And, BTW, I've decided to go to 13 installments)
Disclaimer: I don't own Disney.
Shadows crossed the path as the sun hid behind a cloud.
A long, black hearse sat attached to the harness of an unseen horse, bridle and blinders suspended in the air.
Out the back sat an unoccupied coffin, hanging dangerously off the edge.
A single rose was placed upon its oak surface.
A snort came from the front, cloudy breath fogging the air. The hearse began to roll away, the sound of clomping hooves sounding on the pavement.
A/N: Only two left! Coming Soon: The crypt. (Muahaha.)