Being Human and all of the wonderful characters belong to Toby Whithouse, I'm just barrowing them for a little while.
I'm new to this so I hope you enjoy.
All reviews are greatly appreciated.
It was nearly a year since Annie told Owen what only the dead know. He had feared the worst for Halloween night surely Annie and her two friends would come for him on the day of the dead! Owen had spent the night screaming until the orderlies turned
the lights back on. Slowly the hours ticked by, the witching hour, the hour of the wolf, he was quite well versed in all the superstitions now. Dawn finally came and nothing happened, an auditable sigh of relief came from Owen he could relax, on all saints
day he would be safe. Then Owen saw the nice old man who had offered him some yummy snacks just days after he arrived at the asylum and did not question the existence of ghosts, vampires, or werewolves. Owen smiled at Kemp and then he realized
the man hadn't come in through his cell door and started to scream again.
