Spirit of the darkness
It had been 2 weeks since t he shooting of my Aunt Melanie C. Distraught from her death; I wanted to get it out of my mind. With that I decided to go to the mall. Meeting Josh and the others there and the cast of Jesus Christ Superstar (Melanie's cast mates) and we been proceeding to talk until closing. Unfortunately now we were locked in.
"What was that?" I asked
"I think we're locked in." Josh said
"Calm down guys, we're gonna be fine." Ben said. Suddenly a low pitched moan pierced the darkness. It was pained. I listened and tried to track the sound. Unfortunately it faded quickly. It was odd.
"What was that?" Ben asked
"It sounded like someone's moaning." I replied. After all that I'm afraid I succumbed to my nature. Heading for the bathroom, I saw a strange mist form from the corner of my eye. I watched as her sunken face and withered body formed. I couldn't believe it. She was a ghost woman.
"This pain is unbearable." She muttered weakly.
"It can't be. Aunt Mel?" I asked.
"Angel?" she said weakly turning around and fading into the darkness